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Jeremy Betts Mar 5
It's simple...
There's no heaven, there's no hell,
Only good and evil
Atrocities carried out by people
One of the biggest cover-ups is under the steeple

...and even still,
Just to shiit and giggle a little,
Let's say da bible is factual
Then heaven is empty & hell is full

No one can live up to that mantle
Not a single soul
And if you do, by some miracle
Don't forget about his branding of a sin original

I'm not getting tossed in hell
To burn eternal
Because I couldn't unravel
Some self fulfilling riddle designed to be impossible

And as a whole
"Where the Fuuck've you been?" That's all we'd like to know
I'll go one step further, I want him held accountable
As the trinity or individual

I can't wait to ask questions that make a "GOD" uncomfortable
To watch him back track and stutter a little miiiiiiiiiiight be worth it all...
...okay, here we go...

©2024
("I wear no mask
and I hate everything")

I'm worth nothing
more than frozen coal
I hope that you know
love doesn't leave me
as quickly as others.
I'll go see my father
and ignore my siblings
'Til they find my hanging
and then refer me, I've been
as useful as a corpse
for a while now anyway


I hope you forgive me but I won't stick around to find out

I wanted to care for someone
else when I can't care for anyone
at all but I do better than anyone
cares to reciprocate

People are selfish,even the selfless--
better left undiagnosed;
spending nights binging,
as for the days inbetween I--

I said you were pretty I never said I missed you so why come here?

I'm not used to visitors, uninvited or otherwise, so what's the meaning

Of your presence if not to rub salt in wounds you helped carve?

I was ******* all last summer
flexing tiny biceps that've shrunken
so much since, I await the burning
cast once again, my ribs are sharper,
my face is slightly more worn,
my hair falls passed my collarbone
but otherwise familiar eyes
would barely notice a difference.

Wise-men speak in contradictions and demand statues be made of them,
You used to think I was so clever once for saying no one knows you like a stranger

thank you for proving my point.
Nothing is ever immortalised

But it's such a beautiful feeling
to believe that it is.

("Perhaps this is hell")
CIGARETTE WIFE/CIGARETTOWAIFU

(My ***** looks like hatsune miku
Your ***** looks a mirror, I envy you)
Francie Lynch Feb 19
I awaken mornings feeling upbeat,
Praying my prayers set like concrete.
But No!
This repetitive routine has no soul.

Perhaps I'm praying wrong.
Perhaps He prefers a song,
A Hallelujah chorus
To **** of the Anti-Christ.
(but the Creature lives... it ***** up all our hopes).

I'll pray again tonight:

Now I lay me down to sleep.
And pray that God won't willfully keep
That blakened spot he calls his soul,
Dispatched to Hell for our repose
.
Die.
Savio Fonseca Feb 14
Valentine's Day should be celebrated,
Twenty Four by Seven.
Whether you're on the Highway to Hell
or walking the Stairways to Heaven.
Coz in Her Eyes, lies a Sea of understanding.
In Her Heart, there's warmth beyond the Sun.
She will Love U, till the World stops spinning.
She's worth the Gold, weighing more than a Ton.
U will find Her Love, wrapped....around U
and in Her Voice, U will sense a Mystical Charm.
In Winter U will find yourself, Warm and Cozy.
As She has wrapped U, in both Her Arms.
U will be lost, without your Woman.
The Almighty to Us, has been very Kind.
Woman to Us, is a God sent Blessing,
She's Salvation to Whole Mankind.
When pain becomes too great
That pain swallows you whole
Your only scapegoat to blame
Is own forsaken soul

Your mechanism for sleep
Is poisoning your lungs
Be freed of shadows following your feet
All responsibilities and past what you want

When finally you have to fight your fears
In your struggle miss my face
Stay the hell away from here
Complain to heart you didn't break
Written 2-13-21
Mark Wanless Nov 2023
hounds of hell talked to me last night
hounds of hell talked till it was light
didn't know what they said
just confusion in my head

and i listened oh i listened
to the growls of hell
i listened oh i listened
to the howls of hell

went awake inside my head
saw the face of satan yeah
image of a normal man
kinda looked like you my friend

and i listened oh i listened
to the howls of hell
i listened oh i listened
to the growls of hell
Rosie Nov 2023
I envy the faithful

Those who have a sense of belonging
Those who believe there is meaning and
trust there is no end to this life.

I envy the warmth

Those who feel secure within this world
Those who fear nothing and have everything
planned out for them.

I envy the idea

That there is some cosmic parent
Watching over, loving unconditionally, and
wrapping their believers in a soft, wool blanket.

And there are moments
When I can no longer endure my own existence
Where I hope and I pray and I bargain and I wish
to any greater entity that might hear my whispers in the night

Please just make the pain stop.

There's nothing warm or cozy about contemplating
your own meaningless oblivion,
or realizing you will never again see your dead
friends, family, or pets in a land filled with milk and honey.

I have no comfort in believing
I am special in some cosmic way
I am nothing, you are nothing
sinner, saint, priest, or atheist – we all just become food for the worms.
There was a time in my life where, if there was a heaven I would have set fire to it.
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