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NeroameeAlucard May 2015
You know what *****?
not having anything to write about because you're full of doubt about your life and the way it's going
when you have to consider giving it up to get those creative juices flowing

You know what *****?
when you're one of the few loyal mothafxckas out here but no one gives two fxcks
when your the type to buy your lady flowers but **** her in the car at her parents house
the type to compliment her blouse then rip it off when we get hot

you know what *****?
when one thing happens and your whole day is shot down the tubes and dead like Jimmy Hoffa got,
when you try to play to sweetness but get led on instead
when there's nothing but insecurity and loneliness residing in your head.
I wrote about things that **** because... Well they **** and I couldn't really think of anything else I liked XD
NeroameeAlucard Dec 2014
I think it's cool I can say
that time has definitely done away
With what we could've been
I would've treated you nice
but now I'm going to be as cold as ice
to you, my former best friend.

I had feelings beyond
I was confused, I didn't want to come on too strong
but I bit the bullet and told you what was going on

You turned me down
I felt played like a clown
I swallowed that bitter pill
And wrote out my pain and sadness
getting better with each drop off ink spilled

I tried to save our friendship, because we truly were close
I would've given up writing if you would've played host
to the bond that we shared, two lost souls wandering the earth
but you took my feelings and heart and crushed them into the earth

I was broken
but then I met an angel
a girl who saved my life
who got me to smile and laugh again,
when I didn't even know I was able

I cried my tears, I'll never get back that wasted time
just know now, I'll never even bother to look at thine
I laugh when I see your name on my Facebook page
now I know the games you played
breaking my heart taught me a valuable lesson
Not everyone who glitters is gold
And not everyone is worth stressing
This is intended at a former crush of mine
NeroameeAlucard Dec 2014
I'm confused stuck at a crossroads with no idea what to do
I swore to myself I need no help that I wouldn't go crawling back to you
Now I don't know what to do, because it hurts to have to miss you
But I don't wanna get stomped on for wanting something beyond what we had to begin with, it's annoying because I shouldn'tve gotten attached to begin with
But I did get attached
Now I'm confused if you feel the same
It hurts to miss you, I may feel empty but it's for the best
Between the crossroads I've found my way, the road leading right away from you
Another duet with myself and Lady Death
NeroameeAlucard Sep 2015
You're a Fine Girl
In a cruel world
You have to be strong like steel
But soft like a cat that's curled
Independent and a maverick
But wise in this world

I'll say it again, you're a Fine Girl.
You're a multifaceted treasure
Of infinite worth
It's hard putting these qualities down
Into rhyming verse
But I can sum it up justly
By saying once again
That you're a Fine Girl, throughout life, until the end
NeroameeAlucard Oct 2016
You scratched the record
And now my head is back on repeat
It goes over that same beat
Over and over again to the point where
I don't even wanna attempt to speak

If silence is golden
Then I'm the biggest known mine
Because it feels as though I've been skating over myself when putting words into rhyme
Always the same topics from me and not to interesting metaphors

You scratched it like a DJ on turntables because I'm winding up to the end of this fable, I can still write and I'm more than willing and able but I gotta stretch my muscles again before I lose the sharpness on my pen, that's my sword
NeroameeAlucard Mar 2015
You've got it good you see if you're not unwanted like me an unnamed burden that is for certain a beast with no beauty a wandering soul with no rest was I that wicked in a past life? I guess I can take striking out but I've done so horribly it's hard to not dwell on it and I know I've written a lot about feeling unwanted but when you get led on by someone you thought was a friend it's like wandering into a job interview and making it far enough to get a call only to find out they hired someone and though it wasn't meant for you at all it stings your pride and beats your spirit to a ****** lifeless pulp

so while I have to indulge my feelings of emptiness and disappointment again my friends just know you aren't a waste of space and if you're in a hole like me you don't just have it good, you have it great
No structure, no boxed in pattern, just venting

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