You ****** ****
I ******* love your idiotic ***
for some imbecilic reason
even with all your ****** flaws
from your dry, scaly skin
and wrathful vengeance
to your total disregard for me
flirting around in my face
sending those pictures right next me
the disrespect you spit
talking to your girlfriends
about how good this guy was
how great that guy was
telling tales glorifying your
twisted promiscuity
and I just sit there and listen
slowly dying inside
and all because you said
"I love you"
last night

Put on those headphones
go on
put them on

now
find that song
you know
"the" song
or if you're like me
"that" playlist

now
listen
sing
scream
cry
please

experience the relief
that comes with this
therapy

now
bob your head gently
rock your body
but don't move your feet
pretend you're a tree
swaying with the breeze

now
enjoy this peace

because soon you'll see
it
always
leaves

so just press repeat

****** silly humans
I love them
(for the most part)
but I wish they could pull their **** together
wrap their heads around the concept
of unity
as a whole
not this silly nation *******
these frivolous little traditions to separate themselves
the ignorance that different is bad
as in skin
methods of teaching and thought
genders
preferences
those deplorable emotions of greed and fear
and their brainless
(not to include candy-***)
NEED for a government and religion

The will though
The soul
That's what makes me love a human

Is it true?
There's only one soulmate?
I hope it isn't
I pray to everything

Because if there's only one
only one
that one
she's gone
don't misunderstand
she's alive
but she's gone

I thought soulmates were meant though
why was she my soulmate?
She didn't feel the same way
I should have went after
but I'm sick of the chase

I think i'll just lie here
comforted in darkness
writing crazy little things
until I hit some sort of
stupid
*******
epiphany

oh, wait, I have some xanies
woopee

blast off
high as a kite
unsure of how the words are being put here as I speak
fungi gots my fingers tapping on the keys
puffing green
keeps away the demons in me
while I listen to some Beats Antiques
through some Dr. Dre Beats
am I awake
or am i asleep?
Questions
keep egging me
and back to reality
I'll creep

There are worse things than
being alone
And it's been a tough ride
but I'm starting to believe
Bukowski is right
and all this time
I've spent on trying to retrieve
the unretrievable
was a waste of some life
But, *******
at the very least
you're such a pretty sight

This snow shall surely be the death of me
it's grip is stiffining
I can feel the death of everything
this pain is quickening
until it has consumed me

this cold will wage war and freeze this heart
until my warmth is gone
and try, try, try
I find no one
so fry fry fry
my mind mind mind

this chilly breeze beckons ******* demons.
deep from within the human soul
they'll tell you stories
things you won't adore
but you can't help but to
relate in some sick twisted way
consumed by pain

I got too high
I flew too close to the sun
My wings ignited in flames
and burnt up to nothingness
I fell down
and I don't like what I've fallen in