I felt your envious eyes,
whisper tales of my true rank in life.
Untouchable, the dirt you wouldn't
grace your spit with.

A well fabricated quilt of lies.
To smother my heart and hold it
captive in the fires.
Of pure narcissism and self hatred.
Long after you left me here.

May our souls both find their peace.
Respectfully and may our hearts as dark and broken as they may be.
Mend themselves in the warmth, love and truth of the Sun once more.

Not an Alien
Just alienated
By myself
For myself
To myself

No friends
No family
No ties

I don't want to be like them.
Like the others.

I call out to the universe
Awaiting my summoning.
To be ripped and torn apart
Rippling through space and time.
Where echoes of my existence
Pass by in cosmic memories.

Romance was a bullet to the temple, he may as well have been sentenced to death as he approached his gluttonous desire. He couldn't nearly last another day at this point, unquestionably desperate he gave in to the feeling.
Oh, the glory he felt as he held others in the palm of his hand.
The day he satisfied himself, he truly died, the day that not even god wanted to remember who he was.

Does it offend you terribly
To see a girl so bold?
An undefeated smile
She wouldn't trade for solid gold
Rooted from dark histories
Of prejudice and shame
She struts with such a presence
Like the world should know her name

Does it boil your blood
To see a woman in demand?
Who doesn't care for limitations
Dictated by the man?
Doesn't need your validation,
Admiration or desire;
She treads upon a world so cold
And she will bring the fire

i am not a girl but a storm,
crackling and rumbling and shaking the ground with my strides.
measure me,
not by my beauty
but by my rage.

richter, beaufort; i am not contained by these numbers.
i am more than what they make of me.

i am not a girl;
i am a storm.

and a storm raises winds like hellfire and blazes through the urban sprawl and is infinite, omniscient, omnipotent.
i am infinite, omniscient, omnipotent.

fear me.