I told her how I felt,
And how she made me hurt,
She had made my heart melt,
Back when she was a flirt.
And now it only aches,
Cause she's with other guys,
When I'm talking to her,
I think she's telling lies.
She'll post on her story,
Saying that she needs help,
I respond, I worry,
And then she just says, "Welp,",
"Not the guy I wanted",
"To respond to my cry",
The ***** had just flaunted,
And after that, she lied,
Cause what I said she said,
She only said in her mind,
What she actually said was,
"I really don't want to cry",
All over my friends,
And then she said goodbye,
I hate it when she tends,
To always ******* lie.
Please just tell me the truth,
When you don't want to see me,
That's all.
No more rhythm or rhyme.
Just the truth.

For some odd reason,
I can't forget you,
There goes the seasons,
But your smell just grew,
We never broke up because,
We were never together,
I take off your makeup and,
Then I remove your sweater.

What is the logic,
For the unfleeting thought,
The neurologic,
Aching that has been brought,
From classes to classes,
But this is nothing new,
So I take off your glasses,
And then I remove your shoes.

Now what is the cause,
You're stuck in my mind,
No love because,
You are love blind,
You decided to flirt,
Despite my circumstance,
I take off your T-shirt,
And I remove your pants.

Like a virus in my head,
Quickly infesting my brain,
Making me wish I was dead,
But no death, so I'm insane,
But I'm also full of care,
Cause I've been around the block,
I take off your underwear,
And then I remove your socks.

I say ***** my joy and bliss,
That has already been killed,
I just want your hapiness,
And too see your life fulfilled,
Your happines is also mine,
When you're happy then so am I,
Chest to chest or spine to spine,
Now your clothes have been taken off of me, so I think that it's time... I say goodbye for a long while...

It pains me to say this,
It would hurt more to not,
I'm gonna miss you sis,
Even though you're a thot,
My jealousy seeps out,
When you're with other guys,
And I might start to doubt,
You through all of your lies,
Saying you really care,
When I'm feeling like ****,
*****, now I am aware,
Of this ongoing bit,
I want out of your life,
And you get out of mine,
You've been causing the strife,
That's knocked me out of line,
I'm a coping device,
You just want attention,
I'm squeezed between the vise,
Of love and ascension,
Is impossible here,
When you're holding me down,
Through all this *** and beer,
So I chill out and drown,
Out all the bad feelings,
That you keep giving out,
And I cant stop realing,
In thoughts of **** you spout,
Out of your mouth like that,
Time you said you love me,
I guess it's just a fact,
You will steal love from me,
Cause I was told you knew,
That you had been flirting,
Leaving me black and blue,
The wounds won't stop hurting,
So there's a decision,
I've decided to make,
Must be a division,
You decide to partake,
In that's of you and I,
*****, read between the lines,
I want to **** myself,
So please go ******* die!

She said the song was charming,
She had said the boy was cute,
She said I was easy to talk to,
Because I usually remained mute.

She said she liked the biting,
Teeth sunk right into her hips,
She said the blood really turned her on,
But I much rather preferred her lips.

She had a decent boyfriend,
But his love wasn't enough,
She ****** and ****** **** out in the woods,
She was a ***** that preferred this stuff.

At one point I wanted her,
All of her just to myself,
Now I'll avoid her and stay away,
Until she decides to fix herself.

Or should I stay and help her?
I am not sure what to do,
I'll stick around to cure her sickness,
Hopefully I won't catch her flue.

She asked me, "On a scale from 1-10, how much do you love me?"

I told her, "My love can't simply be labeled by a number. That isn't because it's non-existent. That's because it's never-ending."

Bored out of my mind,
Keep checking the time,
Four minutes till' leave,
I always perceive,
Time slow near the end,
So I have to spend,
My time writing poems,
Until I walk home.

All of a sudden,
I could see the gun,
Pointed right towards me,
Then the clock struck three,
As the bell did yell,
I ran, tripped, and fell,
Bullets screamed, desks flipped,
Light beamed eyes, I slipped.

The man walked around me,
Floor littered with bodies,
I was knocked out, then woke,
No lying bodies spoke,
I tried hard to play dead,
But then he had said,
"No sleep, this isn't bed",
As the bullet of lead,
Plummeted into my head,
Unconsciousness indefinitely spread.

Yet now I was awake,
At my desk in a lake,
Of sweat and shaking fear,
To me, it would appear,
This was all a day dream,
Boy, that dream was extreme,
Very realistic,
And not idealistic,
In the least, then I saw,
My fat teacher withdraw,
A pistol from the wall,
What happened, did I fall,
Back into the nightmare?,
After thinking this thought,
I was shot and killed right then and there,
Right on the spot...

I don't want to write,
I don't want to breathe,
But when my lungs might,
Have air passage cease,
I won't be alright,
I'll beg and I'll plead,
As I see the light,
Dim and recede.

I say I want death,
Until it is found,
Until my last breath,
Until the last pound,
The heart and lungs strength,
Has suddenly drowned,
No sign of life left,
No movement or sound.

I wake from my grave,
To smiling faces,
Tears fall as they gave,
Quite warm embraces,
This time I've been saved,
Not in all cases,
Shall death not enslave,
My life and its graces.

On the first day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the second day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the third day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the fourth day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the fifth day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the sixth day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the seventh day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, seven palms a-skinning, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the eighth day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, eight grenades a-killing, seven palms a-skinning, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the ninth day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, nine babies relapsing, eight grenades a-killing, seven palms a-skinning, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the tenth day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, ten lords a-peeping, nine babies relapsing, eight grenades a-killing, seven palms a-skinning, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, eleven snipers sniping, ten lords a-peeping, nine babies relapsing, eight grenades a-killing, seven palms a-skinning, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, the meat man gave to me, twelve brothers *******, eleven snipers sniping, ten lords a-peeping, nine babies relapsing, eight grenades a-killing, seven palms a-skinning, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

Should I feel mad,
And blame myself,
All in my head,
But it's heartfelt.

Should I feel sad,
And blame the girl,
That once had,
Rocked my world.

Should I feel,
Or go numb,
So no meals,
And don't come,
Down to kneel,
And steal,
My love,
Through my lips,
And then rid of,
Our sessions,
Of intimacy,
Like indecently,
Teaching a lesson,
That I'm learning,
But It's unclear,
It's burning,
Through disgust and fear,
I trust,
My friendly peer,
To do the right thing,
And continue to bring,
The trifling sting,
Of love.

Can you hear me,
Through my words,
Can you learn from the bees,
That of the birds,
No?, then fly higher,
Yes?, then you're a liar,
One is common sense,
Not sense learned prior,
The other, you've lived,
You've danced in the fire,
Of experience and wisdom,
Not just knowledge anymore,
This, I would like you to acknowledge for,
It will serve you well someday,
When yet another test comes your way.

I ran to test the fake,
I stayed to love the real,
One point, my heart did ache,
For the girl that appealed,
To my sense of beauty,
I found out they still cared,
Though it was not their duty,
Their love they chose to share.

I hate life,
The major lie that I'm dealing with now is,
That everything is fine,
Soon I began to realize,
Everything is falling apart,
And the following is not the truth:
I love life.

Narrator: I set the scene with a small child,
And a mother who is extremely wild,
When it comes to beating and cheating,
But right now the mothers mood is mild,
Mother asked daughter to go to sleep,
Because this insane child was being mean,
Dad is outside of the room with open ears,
By the end of this, I hope you're laughing with tears,
Maybe you will laugh hard if you are ****** up as I,
Now the story begins, so I'll go for now, goodbye,

Kid: No, I'm not tired, all I want is a lot of candy,
And mom, you're a liar, you said I could stay up and watch Handy Manny,
I want to play with toys, but not with her,
She's mean and annoys and ruffles the fur,
Of my teddy bear, I hate her,

Mom: But she's your sister,

Kid: I don't care,

Dad: Hey, can I barge in for a minute and just say...,

Kid: No, get the **** out or you're gonna get it,

Dad: Okay,

Mom: I said you have to go to sleep or get along with your sister and play,
I really don't want it to be one of those type of days,

Kid: What?, the days where you and dad fight,
About gays and whether or not they have rights,
And other stupid **** that shouldn't cross your mind,
But I'm just a kid in my room so whatever, it's fine,

Mom: I'm not going to allow this type of language,

Kid: But you allow dad to bang some other *****,

Mom: How the hell do you know what's going on in our lives?,

Kid: Your words hurt my sister, apparently they're like knives,
I don't care none though, I like the fighting yo,
Almost as much as the guy you ****, what's his name again, oh yeah, it's Joe,
And he gets stuck in you every night and he's tamed you,
Is that why dad sleeps in the basement,
And why did you punch dad, you gave him a face dent,
It leaked blood for hours,
Joe's a good replacement,

Mom: He's not a...,

Kid: Sure he is,
He even has kids,
They are probably better than my sister,
We could replace her too, I wouldn't miss her,
Let's **** em' both, cut em' up, and hide them in bags,
Put em' in the shed and clean the ****** mess with some rags,
I've planned this out before,
I've thought it out a thousand times,
I might be in love with gore,
And also speaking in rhymes,
I know I'm only eight but I've slobbed a ****,
And rode a rod like...,

Mom: OH MY GOD!,

Kid: Oh, is this jealousy I'm starting to see,
I'm getting more **** than you, yeah, go me,
It's easy to trick kids into the game,
They're all young so it's kind of lame,
But I say my mouths a door and your *** ***'s the key,
And if you're lucky I'll let you put the key where your mommy had you,
But hold up, are you a Jew,
Cause I can't **** them,
I'm against them,
Because I'm against people with abnormally large body parts,

Mom: Can we finish this story?,

Kid: I've barely begun to start,

Dad: I've heard everything and I'm very disappointed,

Kid: I know right, moms rude and pointless,
Let's **** her,

Narrator: So that's what they did,
They stabbed her to death,
And when Joe came home,
He met his last breath,
The daughter and father hid them in the shed,
Lived as murderers from this point till' they were dead.

Once upon a time, there were three young children,
They grew up rather quickly,
They grew up in the same apartment building,
Their names were Jon, Ted, and Mickey,
Jon was a jolly **** that got all the women,
Rarely stuck with one cause they were ******,
Always doing dumb ****, in and out of prison,
Bodies in rivers and pills in drawers,
Tod was a simple man with a nice job,
Looking for a nice and simple woman,
Repetitive days make him bored and sob,
Its hard living on in crowded Brooklyn,
Mickey was a very lovely lady,
Letting the breeze of life pull her,
Pulled to strong men and ready for mating,
With menial men or skillful sirs,
One day Jon was drinking at the towns bar,
When out the corner of his eye,
He saw a girl stepping into a nice car,
So he quickly ran out to say, "Hi.",
This girl was Mickey and she was very rich,
And she was also quite attractive,
Jon tripped and yelled, "*******!",
Slipped on a pebble while distracted,
Right in front of the lovely lad, Mickey,
When Jon fell, he ended up landing,
In his own blood that was red and sticky,
His belt strapped knife was death demanding,
The pebble was stained red with rancid blood,
And it tumbled to a nearby drain,
Swept through sewers fast cause a recent flood,
And many stormy days filled with rain,
Somehow the pebble found itself on land,
Eight days after the event,
In a gazebo, you could see it stand,
Next to Jon and Mickey on cement,
They were getting married this day, it's grand,
And the nice red pebble was there to watch,
Resting in the prongs of a wedding band,
The center stone that was sewer dislodged,
From blood covered to a beautiful jewel,
That was nicely set in the ring,
Life abandons all the laws and the rules,
Of reality and nothing.

Although the world is ****** and I'd rather leave than stay,
There are many things I'm thankful for on this fine holiday,
Today I'll talk about people and things,
That make life a little more worth living,
These people and things remove all the stings,
Of pain I'm taking daily and giving,
A little more will make a bigger change,
Time for my attitude to rearrange,
Temporarily so I can say nice stuff,
Time to begin, that intro was enough,

I'm thankful for Skyrim through Arena,
I'm thankful for my mother Kristina,
I'm thankful for Toontown and its trolley,
I'm thankful for my lil' sister Zoe,
I'm thankful for all the love that one stole,
Cause now she will have a small part of me,
I'm thankful for my step-father Joel,
I'm thankful for TV shows and movies,
I'm thankful for this superb holiday,
So I can easily spread all my thanks,
I'm thankful for little tiny JJ,
And sometimes all of his crazy high jinks,
I'm thankful for pouring out whiskey, gin,
And other alcoholic beverages,
I'm thankful for the removal of sin,
And Jesus deciding what leverage is,
I'm thankful for my ancestors kin,
I'm thankful for my sister Adalyn,
I'm thankful for peoples divinity,
I'm thankful for my sister Trinity,
I'm thankful for Japan, chopsticks, and tea,
I'm thankful for the greatest homeboy D,
I'm thankful for big meals, good food, and feasts,
I'm thankful for my ex-girlfriend Tranyce,
I'm thankful for firsts, I'll punch you, sue me,
I'm thankful for the very tall Tui,
I'm thankful for rain and windy weather,
I'm thankful for the beautiful Heather,
I'm thankful for her brother named Erick,
And her other brother that is name Ray,
Their whole **** family is quite hysteric,
But hanging with them will brighten my day,
Thankful for the culminating project,
And the fact that I'm done cause they waived this,
I'm thankful for Smash Bros., I'm never rekt,
I'm thankful for wise ol' Mr. Davis,
I'm thankful for teacher Mr. Thompson,
Judo Sensei that knows how to whomp em',
I'm thankful for the roof over my head,
I'm thankful for my blankets and my bed,
I'm thankful for good brownies and hot rolls,
I'm thankful for my cool father Michael,
I'm thankful for past presidents life Ronald Reagan,
I'm thankful for my aunt on my moms side name Megan,
I'm thankful for the police that jail *****,
I'm thankful for my buff uncle Damick,
I'm thankful for lists made of pros and con,
I'm thankful for my other uncle Jon,
I'm thankful for pirate ships matey,
I'm thankful for my old grandpa Tracy,
I'm thankful for envelops that senda,
Letter and money from my grandma Brenda,
I'm thankful for Disney, Belle to Moana,
I'm thankful for my good friend Adriana,
I'm thankful for known facts and secrets, do tell
I'm thankful for a good friend named Miguel,
All these friends are such nice and kind fellas,
I'm thankful for a good friend named Ella,
I'm thankful for cats and their perfect pur,
I'm thankful for our late cat named Ginger,
I'm thankful for good smells and their freshness,
I'm thankful for our current cat precious,
I'm thankful for American and foreign dollah's,
I'm thankful for a black slug that we have named Nala,
I am thankful for Demetri's family,
Will, Dylan, Erick, and sleepy time tea,
Sometimes Nicole has me over for DnD,
I'm thankful for the oxygen coming from the trees,
I'm thankful for hope and the act of wishing,
I'm thankful for the oldest son Christina,
I'm thankful for music, rap, rock, and grunge,
I'm thankful for breakfast, dinner, and lunch,
I'm thankful for all family and friends,
I'm thankful for forgiveness and amends,
I'm thankful for X and the dead Lil Peep,
I'm thankful for the awake and asleep,
I'm thankful for skittles and good candy,
And Eminem, Marshall Mathers, dandy,
I'm thankful for swervers and people that stay in their own lane,
I'm thankful for Nirvana and specifically Kurt Cobain,
I'm thankful for drawing, painting, grass, and moss,
I'm thankful for the best painter, Bob Ross,
I'm thankful for Karate and Thai Chi,
Judo, Jeet-Kun-Do, and of course, Bruce Lee,
I'm thankful for drinks and fun house parties,
I'm thankful for squirm words like, "Farties",
I'm thankful for heavy metal and silence,
I'm thankful for Altoids, bubblegum, and mints,
I'm thankful for manga, comics, and novels,
Anime, and problems that are solvable,
I'm thankful for the nice clothes on my back,
I'm thankful for a great actor, Jack Black,
I'm thankful for watching the poem just go,
I'm thankful for Panic! at the disco,
I'm thankful for the singing and the dance,
I'm thankful for My Chemical Romance,
I'm thankful for all the lord of the rings,
I'm thankful for the books by Stephen King,
I'm thankful for the high highs and low lows,
I'm thankful for the greatest Burnham, Bo,
I'm thankful for zoos and the skilled handlers,
I'm thankful for the great Adam *******,
I'm thankful for the truthful and liars,
I'm thankful for great Robin Doubtfire,

I'm thankful for that feeling that's serene,
When you're chest to chest with one that will lean,
Towards you at any given moment,
And will give you love and their condolence,
And then they flee to somewhere else,
And you end up being someone else,
And they end up seeing someone else,
So your heart just gives up and melts,
But whatever feeling I'm feeling,
If I am feeling then I'm grateful,
Emotions must be constantly reeling in,
So I don't get lost in the dull sense of numb.
Thank You

She's passed it,
I am not,
So pass that,
Cause a thot,
Is passed me,
So I'll live,
In a dream,
And I'll give,
Out nothing
And showing,
Still nothing,
Ongoing,
Suffering,
And my mind's,
Buffering,
When I find,
She is there,
In presence,
Of me...

And her...

And us...

Concluded...

But it has,
Been a month,
I'm a spaz,
She's a ****,
Get over,
Her right now,
Hangover,
But I vowed,
To not drink,
And not smoke,
But I think,
I am broke,
So I'll just,
Pass it up,
Antitrust,
Fills my cup,
Now that I've
Experienced,
Death alive,
Serious.