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I thought of killing you but then
I got distracted,
My missile redirected,
The bomb you've mistaken for my treasure chest
Going K-Boom on screens too many times,
Skeletons spread all around,
Past time broken,
Heart-felt joke.
I got distracted
And couldn't put an end to the whole world.
*From a thought: "The diary of a terrorist mind"
I am too embarrassing for your might.
There 's nothing to discuss with you.
If a pig said so I am going to commit suicide,
If a pig said so... I am going to end with my life
'cause some pig said so and a ***** arranged it all to happen!

Sure... If a pig and his *****... Did and said so...
Everything for the pig and the *****!
In the fashion of fun for funny facts of... Hell!

*I Have to admit. I haven't read enough on Napoleon and everything... Oh, Jo Jo Josephine... Oh, Lord!

© Theodora Oniceanu
The only thing that would Please your eye
Would be me, lying in a gutter
All ashamed with what you managed to arrange for me.
If one Day out the news would Please your Wounded heart:

Dead body, slayed in the most horrible fashion.
Gruesome scenery.
Attention!
Enjoy at your own mercy capacity!
It's life that matters most,
And life is sweet, life is generous,
Oh, life is good.

You didn't force me into this,
Oh, now you're vexed a soul!

It's life that brought all this together,
It's all too generous and sweet ~
Hopes for no cavities
And other disease...

Why are you vexed, now?
Didn't you force me into this?

Oh, Wait! No, Wait!
I started to enjoy it!
This life!
Are you that vexed a soul?
Vex and Ed had once a fight.
Vex had won a coin and Ed wanted to win one too
Only Vex wouldn't give away the secret of his succes.
It is so that began the whole story.
You brought me flowers,
A red roses bouquet!
As I was famished I ate one alive,
A thorn or two glided down my throat
Now I need treatment for a cold.

You brought me Coffee and fresh bread,
A cupcake and croissants
Three days in a row
I sit and watched them, painted them
Until the bread and cupcake ran stale
And the Coffee stood too bitter
Hard like a glue
Glowing surface for the blued croissants.
O' fracas of gratitude,
O' roses of bitterness,
liquified Jam
Session of a thorn's sweet favour
To catch and eat the cold.
"If I died... Would that ensure your happiness, my love?
'Cause I' d die for you..."


Why are you here?
To make me stay and wander again what righ or wrong?
What should I do?
And why?
To make me feel much worse for I still have to obey
The ugly rules of a yesterday I wanted forgotten...
A past nobody wanted.

Why are you here?
What do you want?
What is your purpose in life?
You ruined it.

What's wrong?
Am I still annoying? Still here, existing, doing,
Saying something, struggling
Easily!
Pis-Pis-******* you
Like a **** in boots,
Like a star, like a rock taken down from the Mountain,
Like a river of black
Pain
Like a peacock lost for the vain
To keep taking, keep nurturing,
Keep saying something... worth being told.
Rain
Like a piece of cotton-candy thrown to the blue halo
Space embraced saying that I am ******* you
Like a ****-Bussed-Rouse,
That home-made cookie you poisoned
Then threw to the garbage.
Now Make it good.


"If I died... Would that ensure your happiness, my love?
'Cause I' d die for you..."
A stupid note: I thought I loved you but now I know that saying wasn't a good choice and leaving would have meant a desaster...
Expect me to give thanks for this!
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