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Maybe I was forced to exist!
You stupid ****!
But you had to be a hateful ***** and destroy my crap.
For this I may be grateful sometime....
Only now
There is work to do.

'Kept trying to understand
Why would you hate me.
The world was grateful somehow
With you,' am right?

If only I could burn all this hell
To create out of the poison
The blade,
That magic blade to use
Only in times of need.

The magic blade to cut and heal the flesh
That was infected.

Turn poison into that which can make happen
The miracle of living a life much wanted.
Their thirst for blood brought truth out...
Here, I was cursed. All that was brought to me was fair: I lied.
You trusted me? I tried...
We loved each other so much!
Oh, but now it seems it's over...
When was it not
Like that...?

Why didn't I listen?
I think I was just a child.
Eat, sleep, dream,
Never bother for 'your sin,
Never go too deep into' your problems.

Eat, Sleep, dream.
Enjoy the life that's possible.

Take a chance,
Work your body, work your soul...
Work-out and brain-chorus_
Heavy lifting and chores _
Trained body, mind and soul.

Eat, Sleep, dream...
Live.
The beauty in what one can do with real money!
But the ugliness they attract...
Flying around
               I forgot of (my own)
                                         Self-importance.
You're with her now,
Mocking me and my soul,
Inspiring my heart to grow
Feelings I never had before...

You're with her now,
Laughing at my heart and soul:
The fool I was. You're right...
Inspiring my heart grow
Feelings
Which may count as dangerous.
The fool I was... Thinking....

                   One must do.
But you were undoable.
"Thanks Lord" You give praise.
You, with her, laughing, mocking,
Making my heart rise
Over centuries if pride.
Feelings....
                      With her.
With jealousy out of love, passionate hatret, no reasons, just fair a pack full of sentiment
Are spilling, broken chains
Of your heart in pain excruciable
Blessed
Your places
It is better to be dead than a filthy pig
Of an insult to your prides
and someone
who cannot stand herself
And ruins the lives of everybody else
But, thank you for this gift!

Nobody would be too embarrassed to live like this!

*If the many can ruin even even even...
Have your perfect 'tever evens,
fevers, fevers
to burn all the bull_shit you all claim not being full of!
*"But what can you do with someone else's soul?
Oh, poor devils, what can you do?"
You
You
Hate me
                       And
                                     I hate you
And everything is so ****** perfect
            That We're better off dead.
You..
          You...
                      You....
You may be so disrespectful!
You've earned your right to be so,
Somehow...
Nobody knows, nobody ever tried to learn...
How... And why.

You...
           You....
                       You......
                                       You.......

Maybe you'll learn...
                                     about a world shattered
For your world....
                            Maybe you need this....

                 Or maybe you don't.
... maybe you...
Told me what you wanted from me
And I thought
But you thought first
Then I realised I thought best
In another life
Where I could find myself after some quest...

You didn't!
No, you didn't.
You didn't make me feel embarrassed
With 'my poor choices,
My little strength,
My little pesky sorrows,
Petty I am.
You didn't!

No, you didn't make me feel superior when I was only something I won't name:
It is prohibited by my good common sense.
No, no, no.
You didn't.

You didn't make me feel embarrassed with getting born...
The story's too long.
Let's cut... You know...

No, no, no
You didn' t make me feel upset with myself
And the whole world.
Oh, no, no,
You didn't.
You didn't.

You didn't make me feel less than you need to be,
No, you didn't.
Creators of something you must be...
Out of nothing the anger of the paradise you always lose
Because your pride was greater.

~ Too bad, the truth is, pride always wins... No matter? No matter... no more matter and We're done forever with this! ~

No, no, no.
I felt no embarrassment with your empowerment of others....
"Ta do ****! "
Please, look for the worthy,
I have nothing good for you.
"Oh, now you do remember me!"
Nothing but the impression of greatness to you.

No. You didn't make me feel all to embarrassed compared to your chosen,
Chosen beloved, your wealthy doing great...
Only the very poor curse, the very poor for not being the elite.

Only the very poor can make of the poor even poorer…
Help the cause of the devil...
Only the poor can make of a king a poor thing.

Teachers of today teaching others to stay poor, be poor and awful.
Teachers teaching us lessons, great lessons...
On how to be lousier.
Teachers...
Teaching us a lesson, putting one there where they belong...

You didn't!
No, you didn't.
You didn't make me feel embarrassed
With my poor choices,
My little strength,
My little pesky sorrows,
Petty I am.

Even my choices to get out of the gutter and be okay was too poor.
Even my aspiration to real good,
Real beauty real love,
All petty and sorrowful,
Damnable a thing,
Something for you to ****...

It will ****... Don't you worry.
My choices to fight: all too wrong for you.
My kindness, not mine.
My sorrow, not mine.
My everything not mine...
Nothing.... Mine, mine...
All of my choices so wrong...
So wrong that they were all right for you.

My aspiration to the good I want, I know I can be...
All Petty.
Oh, my poor choices, my poor wishes
Were too heavy for you
But it's alright...
You'll manage my *** goodbye.

It wasn't too much for me too,
I didn't feel all too embarrassed,
This world is too good to be true;
The **** am I doing here?
"Exactly. ******* poor choice!"

No you didn't make me feel okay! Their choice was losing me,
Making of me just another piece of a product I won't name.
I need my good common sense to be the Blame.

Oh, the honour!
I should feel great.
No, you didn't make me feel embarrassed with your choices for me...
You didn't!

No, you didn't make me feel superior when I was only something I won't name:
It is prohibited by my good common sense.
No, no, no.
You didn't.
You chose to lose me,
I chose to fight
Feeling embarrassed that you had the strength to **** me,
Still for the best...
You didn' t,
No, no, no.
You told me that I should be forgiving,
That I should never seek for revenge,
That I should forget,
Just like an animal...
I rebelled!
Just like an animal I felt
Trapped and fooled;
Don't tell me you don't,
Don't tell me you don't know,
What have I become?
Oh, I don't know.
Still looking for a way to improve the impossible...
And possible everything is, impossible to forget.
And I thought all that was good...
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.
The young because you're Old and ugly
And the young hate you for reasons the same.
I am ugly.
You let your child starve to death,
You *****, you ****, you awful disease!
You *****, you left home for another ****,
You lousy Mother!
Why did you have to die?!

You helped them feel better about themselves,
You let them invade your home,
Mock you with the Presence of evil...
You helped me say when I could have walked away...
Would that have been better?

You left! You human, you soul...
You had to leave.
Why did you have to **** all my hopes?
You left for that better world,
You had to pass but your memory's still there,
In my heart, brought to my mind,
From time to time...
You had to go away...
And I had to learn how to say goodbye.
You! I hope you've got your passport!
As it feels so just to you:
Couple me strategically.
This goes with that,
That with this
And he's a good catch! 'Have to keep him;
There's no love
But you've been educated well,
You can handle,
Maybe in time you'll end up falling in love.

Hopefully with the same man you married.
Then you will have kids,
Be it love or duty,
And you won't have to love them
Which is for the best:
No heart-break, no trouble,
Just a bit of sweet a cake
Due to strategy.
(as my will and knowledge go beyond your powers of imagination - of course I wish you only well!)

*I wonder... How will you rid yourself of the pest I've become due to... Duteee looove...
Little one,
You learned,
You learned and learned,
And made you parents proud!
You made your family proud.
You love them for their money...
You love them for the families they have and had...
You love them for their wealth.

You love them for their fights,
Their guts... Their ability to Unite to ****...
To defend... To believe...
You love them for their courage to Unite against another one...
You always loved them for having more...

~ Oy! you never knew what love is. ~

After taking what you needed you walked out the door
And I heard of you only when you needed something more...
Or wanted to Hurt me somehow.
Show me how well you've done compared...
To the stupid I, there for you in your times of need...
Never there for me, in my times of need... I failed to see...
To feel and find my heart and soul...
Freed... Looking for the right thing.
Your guess of a need of mine? the promise of a good ****,
I learned now,
'Twas too wrong the path taken.

When were you there for me?
Quite never. So what is the point of all this?
Oh, sure... Why not take more of your trouble.
As Mine seemed quite insufficient to you.

You love them. Always did and always will
Love them...!
For what they have to give,
For what you can take away from them...
As long as you can take away.
Only you know nothing of love.
You know your old game.

You love them...
                                             Love me not.
For those you love things out of love... For those you do not love... A drop of mercy.

*Perhaps, my dear... Perhaps, if I could be of some more use to you.. then you would... but then I wouldn't give a **** about what you would or wouldn't.


But... If you can do something for a memory, in the memory of the good: do it. And if you have to be kind be so, if you have to fight them do fight and if it's time to let them go, let go...
God, Thank you for this miracle
Of being all too free and all
knowing *******,
Free to **** each other,
A love most wonderful!

Where did that justice fall?
https://youtu.be/4Ng28guH9dE

Please, dream on, forever you may dream about your wonderful world of crimes!
I CAN'T EXPECT ANYTHING FROM YOU BUT CRUELTY
May your heart rest for being a good heart, a rescuer of lives, a teacher, a good friend, standing for Progress and Creation of a better world instead of murdering others, cutting young hearts hopes... You know yourselves better, what you did and for what, my friends.
To go to a **** is too kind for me
Therefore I'm afraid I Will have to exploit other opportunities!
FLK
****
Product for you to keep.
I was looking for a thing and found something else.
Life offers alternative we sometimes can't appreciate on the spot.
Blinds
.
How to expect to see clearly?
Distraction to tease us to the bore.
When architectural landscape can't help us out as we have to stay in, expecting the invisible enemy to pay the visit. Only the few courageous fools occasionally laughing at us know that it's one life that they live and they'd rather die than not enjoy it.
Having Tea in your restaurants' garden.
(**** your price!)
Now you cry?
Well, be it a lesson and calm down,
Make a life that's meaningful for yourself and some... New one.

Ah! The joy in destroying great couples lives!

Of course, one would have loved to **** that one who did this horrible Deed.
But one found something one played as peace then learned...
But you MissLead and cheat,
You teach us to be little
And good for nothing ******
And if we dare to raise you
A better human then
We're told We're nothing, we are put down,
We're taught the hard lesson of being wrong
As right would be too hard, too hard to take
And if we dared and managed and helped you'd find a way to punish us...


Oh... The Kid... The kid you aren't.
Oh,... The kid kidding around you aren't!
You serious child! Why won't you just live the hell out of great trouble you couldn't take!?
When the heart weeps
At the hour of tossed corpses into trunks,
Long drives to the ocean,
Cleaning evidence,
Throwing bad memories into the lake next state,
Leaving the photograph I carried in my wallet somewhere in a cafe
(don't worry, it was fancy, just like you)
...
Sorry, I had to **** you...
You were getting on my nerves.
Z
Z
How many times did I forgive you,
I wonder how many things and for what I had to...
No, this time I will be merciless.

— The End —