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92 · Jun 2021
Truth hurts
As always...
                         Only fantasy ruins it,
     And it ruins it all too hard.
The Hell of the victim  
  Of fashion and trend and surrealist living.
92 · Jun 2021
It doesn't seem to me
That! your problem is
That I still exist...
91 · May 2021
My soul is lost
Faults? : always somebody else's!
If we dared we would have to suffer
And if we lied, still the same.
                            So
      Let's suffer brightly, shall we?
I don't have a heart...
               You gladly helped it go to ruin.
91 · Jun 2021
That which is
Inexcusable.

I tried and failed,
Then tried again, succeeded
Then tried
To do
That which is the Inexcusable good.
It turned up bad,
Which at some times felt very good...
Some others being bad and loud and terrible.
91 · May 2021
You had it
You had it!
The decency to come out clean
Say what you aren't!
Admit it to the face!
To da' face! To da' face!
Yes, you had it!
You have it!

The decency to come clean,
Out spoken the truth from within...
One must accept, one must survive!
In the spirit of a brain
Having all that it can take
And it can take you coming out clean.

You have it!
We May ask ourselves why all this and that,
In the end we'll all learn
'Twas just a matter of PRIDE

*Good ol' pride (healthy old pride) is what we really need, truth be out-spoken.
91 · Jun 2021
An Old...
Dog Can't be taught new tricks.
Apparently nor can one teach news a bat.
You don't remember yourself? But I Will remember you
I Will remember you,
I must Have loved you.

You don't want to know
Me
As life was bit too hard
Understanding must be hard
They know
They see
And if I saw
I wanted to live
Or believe
Understanding evil wasn't hard
As life was bit too hard

You don't remember yourself. But I Will remember you
90 · Jul 2021
May the force be with you
90 · Jun 2021
To see...
What happens if you have the guts
And courage...
Now, why wouldn't I wish to become the cruellest winner?
90 · Jun 2021
You always
Told me what you wanted from me
90 · Jun 2021
Si I may work
Or go and live in Hell...
89 · Jul 2021
Melodies of the untold
There is a festival in the world,
Running in a past based on this Word,
My soul speaks in tongues,
It burns and it aches,
And it tells the story she knew as a friend.
Maybe I found a friend in a notebook,
Maybe I didn't listened to a prayer,
I wanted them to be all too stupid and happy again,
Felt hurt when they had to be mean to each other.
Felt hurt when they had to leave
But it was okay,
Everything better when they became friends and partners again.
89 · Jun 2021
When one is dead
One doesn't have to take any awful blame
And they don't have to live in shame,
No shame... No, no!
89 · Jun 2021
If it doesn't
Matter what we do...
              What we want to...
                                            In the end...

Then you can bomb the whole world.
                I stopped caring.
89 · May 2021
God
God
gods and ironies
                  sublime the fantasies
                                                      e­merging.
OUTCH
      
                                YAYCHS
                                                                  💦😑💫
89 · May 2021
some Times wonder
I sometimes wonder...
          : Why you react the way you do...
Which words were the ones that touched you...
What acts of mine betraying yours...
Hurting your prides...
   : Why do you react the way you do...
I sometimes wonder...
89 · May 2021
Strains of Filth
Coming out,
First shyly then standing proud
Against the winds and Sunshine,
Coming out the pores,
each dermal papilla excited
Producing hair germs,
Arrector-pilli muscle stretching on,
Hair follicle sending cells to a transcendence,
Hair shaft show off.
89 · May 2021
If I am
The artist for you is a sin,
Well, then I am quite everything!
88 · Jun 2021
Didn't you force me?
For what?
Oh! It is good to know.
Have a nice... some
88 · Jun 2021
Sent in a fantasy
88 · Jun 2021
Your light
Blinds
.
How to expect to see clearly?
88 · Apr 2021
Kids and ideals
She was just a kid looking for some fun
In her life, something good to be lived,
Something to believe in:
One Day she will get there... She'll reach her ideals.

But it wasn't for her, it was not for her...
It was not for me but for the family who had it all...
I probably had it all...

Why can't she have it and I Have it...
"Still a kid?
Good girl",
Just like a ***** knowing it all:
It could be that we both had our good lives imagined,
Wished for, worked for...
Idiotic kid.

Keep hoping for a miracle.
"You either dance the way I say or else..."
Shhh... It was supposed to be some kind of a secret!
"In which ******* world?"
We're here, confessing it all.

Listen to your good parents,
Take a good advice to take,
If the worldly means won't help you
You will find wisdom in the straight stand of a tree,
A whiff of inspiration will be given,
You're still find your way.

I should hope so...
- So, it was my choice to get this Hurt... Hmm... Go figure, it was nobody elses fault.
88 · May 2021
(I am) The Rope Collar
In this moment, sour
Of a loved hour
That's our
Moment of power
And hope
Killed in a forever song
Resurrected with a ****
Long
A sound opening the door
For a second act...
That second act we will all know
As your own,
An owned moment given to react
To a tale's flow
Pact
Made with the devil to stay wrong,
With God to come back to your senses when the bell rung
As you wish
For a third and last song
To be sung, dance
To be danced, ****
To be long
Forgotten in a long hour of hope,
Loved power
Given with a moment of sour rope.
(I am) The Rope around your neck,
Decorating your skin,
Completing your outfit
In that fashion of elegance
Complimenting your beauty.
When there's love to find and keep,
Keep it!
And when you know that you have to do something,
Do it.
If it brings Hell on earth the purpose must be greater than you think...

Only if love, but love got Hurt!
Too Hurt to care too much for your ship and sheepish friends...
"What about Gold?" She asked.
Let's help a world...
How to help when you are down
And what you call Angels are dead people who weren't around...
Dead people who weren't around but for your failures,
Your failures to start meaning something for that world you loved...
As there was love... And love got hurt
And forgot about how good it feels but remembered
The human needs
And the beauty that came out of those heavenly dos and dons and deeds.

What are you made of?
We're nothing but things made... Of something that can fly away
One day, deserting
This cursed flesh.
*give the crazy an occupation for their purposeful existence.
87 · Jun 2021
Your generous offer
To go to a **** is too kind for me
Therefore I'm afraid I Will have to exploit other opportunities!
FLK
87 · Jun 2021
Famished
I don't want to see you
Because you didn't ruin my life.
It's probably this the answer,
It's probably this...

The famished are looking for ways to make it,
Were you famished when you stole what was mine?
Were you famished when you ruined my soul?

Were you?

Life gives and life takes
And life offers.

I am today thankful for being able to make
Of this chance a life to be treasured.
87 · May 2021
Want'aBreak... Ow
To be honest, I couldn't hate you more,
Still, life is life and We're supposed to learn
From evil how to be more evil,
The proud how to be prouder of the worst they make of anyone
They want to break,
To take
And have responsible for their make
Of ugly doing
Hatred despair.
One hates another for what the other one has
And loathes themselves.
Want'aBreak...? Ow

One hates another for what they have
And loathes themselves
87 · Jun 2021
I like being the fire
Burning all your lies
Well told
For the sake of my brain!
86 · Jun 2021
I WAnt to
Be there
Where I belong
Where my heart belongs and craves for belonging.
There where I can be shaped
To the meet of my spiritual craving.
There, where the unbearable is sent or taken
To where it belongs.
There, where duty won't dishonour nor vex
no hurt...
86 · Jun 2021
Untitled
You don't want my life.
You want only what came out good of it!
You won't have my life!
You would have only what can come out good of it.
"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!
Does it matter what we did not?
And why?
86 · May 2021
Simple as... (Just)
As your ask for forgiveness
                Sounds like a menace:
                                          Keep dreaming.
As if your thirst for cruelty
Weren't enough,
Others had to test their muscles too.
Leave some marks of reality that's only too meaningful.
Feeding my own thirst to become cruel.

As if your thirst for knowledge wasn't enough...
Well, it wasn't enough.
It is never enough,
We're set on discovering,
Learning.
Feeding my thirst to become cruel
With your own cruelty.
You hate a child, you hate a Mother,
You hate your life.
Find your reason for all that:
It wasn't too evil, just right.
Whose right to fight? Everyones, perhaps I didn't know.
But let's make a miracle,
From your end you may be mocked,
As we all mocked... We all laughed
At the great.

And we all learned, and we all did...
And there is a screen for your thirst of blood and cruelty,
If you want some more tragedy.

Was it your choice? Was it implied?
Was it by force?
Was it a chance? Was it a life
You set yourself to lose?.
85 · Jul 2021
Turn things into better
Mind-less work you ask to prove
Your great potency and by subjection,
Wisdom taken for the fool
That has lost...
Recovering disappointment,
Still playing the faithful,
Still trying...
I made myself share with the world
Everything that was to be shared
From an experience,
From a tell-tale,
From a love-line
And a life,
From a lie told well,
From the judgement day that came.

For what are we JUDGEd?
Who judges?
Why and what for?

My life is yours now, isn't it?
What other good choice was there for someone like me?
85 · Jun 2021
You learned
Little one,
You learned,
You learned and learned,
And made you parents proud!
You made your family proud.
Couldn't you just (and justly)
Live well in your world
And I in mine?




!
Perhaps the garbage I had to take was just sickening...
84 · May 2021
Maybe...
: I mean nothing, now
that you left with everything that...



: I mean nothing, now that
I left you with everything that...
Everything
84 · Jun 2021
Have you ever been bored
Of the same story,
The same depressions
Still, thankful for not going through the worst?
84 · Jun 2021
You hate
The young because you're Old and ugly
And the young hate you for reasons the same.
I am ugly.
83 · Jul 2021
Speaking of truth (Pt. I)
Good luck with all those worlds of yours,
Perfect little worlds in which one can't change anything,
Your lives were perfect.
Your lives were perfect!
Oh, you poor things!
Your lives perfect:
May you have your great miracles.
Speaking of truth and disappointment
83 · Jun 2021
Heaven
Is for the worthy
Of such a thing!

Hell as well.
And different roles can be played
On the stage of a show
With little harm done.
83 · May 2021
Enjoy the sight!
Look at me!
Can you see all the honour of being a *****?
It lies printed on my face!
See?
Playing it proud enough?
Yes... No...

Enjoy the sight!
83 · Jun 2021
Oh, my...
When will I
Get over myself?
*I was told on various occasions that one should love themselves which sounds so good yet, interestingly enough, raises some issues and complicates some things. Why wouldn't I just see things as they are and love what is to love, hate what is hateable?
83 · May 2021
Care
Caring
Taking me to hell
Where I learn how to be mean
'cause caring is such a sin!

Caring
Such a beautiful sin
Only the devil knows how to begin paying...
Praying for a soul lost
For all these gods and goddesses spitting their importance back at me...

Sent to Hell,
Better taken away...
I wish I could invoke Persephony here
But she was too pretty,
Too beautiful a mind-****,
Where...?

I need a job,
A face do, a good one!
I tried to operate but I failed!
'Could see a lot of darkness in my shell
Where some errors had their shine Poured over you.

I'll make myself presentable.
I promise...
Tried a couple of face dos...
Now I' m again, too ugly.
I Have to go to school.
Maybe I'll learn the operation to help me have the right face for this...
Business....
I promise...
I'll make myself presentable.

We sang some strange songs together,
Climbed a mountain or two,...
Asked for more brains...
To Fry...' cause the heart... Oh well, the heart turned to stone.

But under the moonlight of a Starry night
The heart started to glow
and the stone prepared the hearth
for a brain to work
And I fell in love with both.

I fell... Fell for the image of your soul,
For the sound of your voice,
For the petals of ruined flowers for the sake of our short romance
On this Earth.
I even kept a few of those **** carcasses of the roses you brought home.

The perfect way to remind one where we go.



*The vase took a few notes from the falling petals of lilac killed with the light crying its rusty Whites and Mourning violets on the table cloth from where a few eternal motifs sent to eternity a moment of love between lilac of White and violet touched by a noble red rose.
The vase, it was the vase, I tell you! The vase... took a few notes from the falling petals of lilac killed with the light........
82 · Mar 2021
Pork soup in a frying pan
Today I walked out the window
Looking for an excuse to bring a New gift
To your soul in need...
Running for it like a lunatic,
Dancing my way through the crowd
Of Souls gathered around
Something beautiful...
Stopped for a sec and awed,
Gave a dime,
Stretched my arm for a sign
Of recognition:
Respect.
Love...
Regret.
:Left I Out
Of question
My real purpose for that day?
With a shimmering star lit by the power of will
I woke up, took the path chosen.

In an hour or so I came back,
Forgot to use the rainbow window,
Entered the place through the door:
Caught my husband in bed with a bowl full of somenthing
Looking like cereals
Soup
Eating quietly, a pair of chopsticks
Implanted in a noodles bed
With a spread of chocolate chips
Cinnamon whiffs enchanting
The air I was grasping...
Sheer delight.
82 · Jun 2021
Why did you
Bother!
Why did you give me birth?
Why did you sent me to school...

Why the **** did you dare do anything
For yourself, for me or the world...
Why the **** did you?!
I'm sorry that you had to Save me!
This is just something that you do,
Out of your duty and good heart,
One though must be deserving.
I'm sorry you had to take the trouble to Save me...
This life you wouldn't appreciate, I assure you.
I don't know if Shakira style or what but something is shaking... Somewhere.
My bottom got _profoundly_ touched.
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