In and of our singular truths
Peering through lustful eyes
We become things of paranoia
All the things we despise

We tend to hate mystery
Things we fail to understand
Constantly worry about status quo
Capitalise on supply and demand

Laugh at our brothers loss
Hoard up our pennies and dimes
Never lend a helping hand
To those in hard times

Hate our neighbor of color
Wish upon them a horrid demise
Then when karma calls
We stand wide-eyed in surprise

Kindness is considered weakness
Love, a sinful shame
If one doesn't fit the mold
Then by all means, slander their name

We may all believe differently
But yet we are the same
We each breathe in and out
And humanity is our name

This is the curse,
Upon you I bestowe
May your heart be broken,
Never again glow
May you reap every heartbreaking
Seed you've sewn
May you have returned,
All the love you've never shown
May you be used,
And then thrown away
May your heart never again,
See the light of day
May you cry oceans,
Of salty tears
May love never again find you,
The rest of your years
May even your children,
Leave you behind
May the angels in heaven,
To your cries be blind
May you be ugly outside,
As you are within
May all who behold you,
Know of your sin
And at the end of your days,
May you wither and die
And may not a single tear,
Fall from nary an eye
May your blackened soul,
Forever dwell
In the deepest pit,
Of eternal hell

I'm not lonely because I am alone,
I'm lonely because I have these feelings that I can't share. I can't trust anybody enough to let them into my head. I'm lonely because I hurt alone. Because I suffer alone.
I'm lonely because I hide when I cry. Because I grew up learning how pain is such a weakness. How nobody wants to see it. How nobody cares enough to help.
I'm lonely because I searched for love for so long and only found hate. I wanted love but found emptiness. I wanted to feel loved but only felt used.
I'm lonely because I was raised alone. And now they want to love me, but I'm left with loneliness that lingers.

I am unlovable
Only touchable
I used to think I was invincible
Until he unfastened my buckle
And suddenly my world crumbled...
I was no longer kissable
I was no longer fragile
I became dysfunctional
And now I am unsalvageable.

Perhaps it is not for me
To be loved, or to love
Perhaps, it is for me
Only to gaze upon it
Like a child gazes at a star
In the night sky
Maybe, it is for me to see it
To be close enough to nearly
Touch
But never to attain
Like a dry, red leaf, in the autumn
Floating in the wind
I Chase,
Yet never catch hold
Love,
Is my mirage in the dry desert
I can see it,
But I will die of thirst
Long before I reach it

You are the puppet master
My heart,
On your strings
And in the darkest echoes,
The silence of my heart, rings
There is no more beating,
You've drown it, in black ink
All I can do is watch
The waves that cover, as it sinks

In the dying of the light,
A single dew drop falls
A lonely lover, brought to tears,
Into the darkness calls

A single star, over head,
Leaps from the velvet sky
Mournful laughter in the wind,
Slowly starts to die

Leaveless trees that line the lane,
Are shaken by the breeze
And the lonely lover who called to the night,
Loses her soul with ease

Well Hell, Happy Birthday to me
Another year in my life has come to pass
A splash of coffee in my whiskey for breakfast
Watching tv so that I can be reminded that anyone over the age of 25 is old
Especially females
Perhaps I'll buy burial insurance
Perfect gift to myself

I'm going to put on the tiara I wore the day I entered a failed marriage
And dance to 90s pop music in my living room
I'm alone,
I hate everything, especially happy people
I'm going to chain smoke Marlboro cigarettes
And yell vulgaries at people who drive by my house
Just as soon as I get back from buying wrinkle cream
And burial insurance

Well hell