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Battery Sep 2020
I hate
   push-up bras

I hate
      the dress I was wearing
that night

I hate
         the sick look in your eys
your smile
  your words

I hate
            You
                your kin
                   your friends

I hate
that
  you
   thought
    you
     could
      take
       advantage
         of
           me.

And my body.

my soul.

my sexuality.

my gender.

my life.

You should not have

     F O R C E D

   yourself onto me.

YOU ARE A COWARD

And I hate you
Battery Sep 2020
Your Love
it is the equivalent
of hate.

Your Hate
it is the equivalent
of a ******.

Your Anger
it is the equivalent
of lust.

so scratch me
bite me
rake your nails down my back.

and then moan
cry out
your legs are shaking.

Maybe I'll bruise you
whip you
and make you beg for mercy.

Don't get me wrong...
I love you.
Need you.
Want you.
I will never let you go.

You cannot escape me
You will not escape me
You shouldn't want to...

I Love how you make feel
And how I make you feel
Scared.
Abused.
Loved.
Hated.
Needed.
Wanted.
Used.

So say my name,
And I'll never let you leave.
So yeah, this sums up my current *** life. Inspired by Deadwood Jawn's poetry ;)
Battery Sep 2020
a magical creature, not quite man,
leads me behind a waterfall.
holding my hand securely

a world of the obscure is revealed to me,
as a butterfly lands softly on my forehead
fluttering away when I move

hazy days roll in the meadows beyond the easter horizon
a nonstop stream of harmonious angel song.
as we lay together in paradise.

but not out loud, and in my head,
it dies away slowly,
until only silence remains

as I find myself alone and lost
in a forest of tangled branches and rotten fruit.
you left me and took paradise with you.

where did you go, my lovely?
were you only an incubus
taking my honour before leaving me in hell?
DEPRESSION #2 :)
Battery Sep 2020
Drag the lake
to find my heart
even if it's torn apart

are you sad, is your heart
hard to find
and broke apart?

if it is than what the heck
hang yourself by
your thin neck

slit your wrists
pop some pills
I want your note to give me chills
DEPRESSION :)
Battery Sep 2020
a single perambulator idles on the cobbled stone
It's filled with dusty, Fractured bones
yearning, yearning mother earth
cries out for those she gave birth
wishing to envelop her kin once again
From time now, until the end.

mangled gangly trunks spin round,
growing limbs throughout the town
they advance in such peculiar ways
knocking bones from where they lay
so they could rest where Mother meant
vines covered up the corpses, and they wept
yeah. This would be my current mind frame
Battery Sep 2020
A man,
      and also a woman
they stand.
   on the edge of
the world.
      they look not down,
but in
   each other's eyes
for the
      blackness
is too much to stare towards
   they do not realize
that it
      is nothing to behold
compared to
   the darkness in
their partner's soul.
      they tell each other
that they will be
   in love
forever.
      alas, the
pit, it swallows
   them up.
From the inside out
      until they
are nothing but darkness
    and misery.

  There was once,
a man,
  and also a woman.
their love
   was forged from
hate
   the dark bonds
that bound them
   never broke
but
    constricted
until they could not breathe.
   and they
were forced
   to look onto
the darkness that was,
   the soul of their lover.
driven to
   madness
the lovers, bound together,
   closed
their
      eyes


   And jumped

      Plummeted

         fell...


              ... into death
not my best, but i did it impromptu
Battery Sep 2020
The Fighter
Blade of shining steel,
Heart of pure gold.
He always does,
What he is told.

Blood now shed,
Heart now broke.
The Fighter knows,
His life is a joke.

So he writes a note,
saying good-bye.
That it was time for him,
To learn how to fly.

— The End —