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Making new things old
Is what I do
I drain the life
Out of everything
Sometimes I feel as though I’m too needy. Draining the people I rely on for emotional support. I need a lot of love to thrive. Sometimes I remain miserable to save those I love.
Viseract Apr 3
I'm a flesh addict, sporadic, adrenaline, I love being alive
Feel my muscles pumping blood as I run reckless- overdrive
And I cannot wait for the day, I get to say, I had the strength to survive
Like alliteration of insanity, inside of me, I to I!

But my eyes would be deceived if I said I see life like it's perfect
Like a roller-coaster, going through the motions, twists and turns a better way to word it
Take a seat, and sit with me, maybe then we'll be, like minded
Instead of you, like a lost moose, in the headlights: blind sided

I hate pretending, so, here's my raw aggression
I would take a second, to ******* bash your head in
But I don't wanna get physical, with someone so pitiful
Let's just keep it minimal, and indulge the lyrical

On sighting you I feel ******
Pity, anger, and anguish
Bullied by this *****
A year my senior, having kids

I feel hollow like a steel pipe, hurting like a rough night
I pull my smile too tight, to the point I'm  showing pearly whites
My mindset like, dynamite, my rhymes like, to takes lives,
Like a steak knife I'll carve you up
Eat these bullets, desperate lunch!

Now make no mistake
I sharpen dull blades
And I get carried away
******, serial, and maim

Just crunching numbers okay?
Nothing has changed
You're still the same old, same old
Here we go, another bomb falls!

Just an organic robot, blowing off steam
Of flesh and metal, robotic zombie
I see the cogs and the gears but I don't see a spirit
All I see is sheeple living lives like corporate business

Where's the fun in this? Leech the Government
Have a couple kids, and some funding with
A faded side *****, drugs kicking in
Go party hard with all your fake friends

You are not a parent, just a pa for rent
She is not a mother, just another chick
Using all that money to hit another fix
Coz you ain't cool if you ain't staying lit!

And that's just how it is, juvy and pregnant kids
People telling other people that their life's ****
Graffiti tags and spit, violence just a bit
Lost dreams and broken bottles, vanished innocence...
Lazy take advantage of a system meant for real struggles that can't be avoided...
Khoi-San Mar 26
that drew us in
Zilch of Zion
Global stinge
When people preach charity and healing then take but never ever give
Karen M Mar 1
“You’ve got a friend in me.” –Randy Newman

You spread your lies through the disguise you’ve
Mastered so perfectly. Your sticky, honeyed words got
Me tangled in your alluring web. Each thread smothers a
Different part of my mind and body refusing to see the friend
I once knew has faded away. My thoughts belong to the parasite in
My conscience, trapping the truth in the rotting shell of a new me.
A golden shovel.
nat Jan 30
yr parasitic brain
doesn't understand things
without a beating heart
if there's a life to steal
you'll **** it away
but i can't blame you
you were born to destroy
anything with a pulse
including yourself
i'm not stupid
i see the teeth marks on yr thighs
have you got any more spine?
any more nerve to **** me?
i don't try to stop you
i hate the feeling of being alive too
this *****
Hardwire Jul 2018
sad boy;
what a pathetic
this is for my attention.
all you contrive
always lacks concession.

every word,
and image you fake
I reject, from my
for all you are
's worth less than this
effortless expression.

you see, my natural
surmounts your ****
of the beauty of my work
and my powerful
leave me alone
Aa Harvey Apr 2018
Screaming at the wind.

Drunk in the shade;
The daylight is fading away.
Wishing today,
Could be any other day.

Sinking down deeper into my glass;
Waiting for another lifetime to pass.
Wasting away under a dying sun;
I break apart my mind every time I get drunk.  

Hidden whispers tell each other secrets.
The misery appears; I never did manage to see it.
Now torn into a thousand pieces is the book I am writing;
I ripped it apart with such passion that I am becoming…

…something I never wanted to become.
I have lost all I had and now time is creeping upon,
My back; it hangs there like a leech that you cannot reach.
It licks at my wounds with a barbed wire tongue
And snatches at my skin with its razor teeth.
Soon I will be deceased.

Life is *****, used, broken and bruised;
I have become what I never foresaw in those happy days of youth.
Under a shadow formed by a tree I sat in peace;
Now with everything!  I disagree.  

Capture me inside you heart so I can find my way into love;
Without somebody to read all my writings,
I could never have written enough…

And I would be left screaming at the wind.

(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Your soured lips always questioned  
was what’s in it for me?
How do I benefit from the benevolence?
How do I stifle independence
with little consequence
as I create storms of apathy
that echoes through every exchange
and every utterance of name I don’t like?

In the depravity of your insecurity
your only optimism lingered in the hope
I wouldn’t notice there wasn’t anything in it for me
I watched you paint contempt across every canvas
drawing blood
and complaining it didn’t taste fair.
as you revelled in your own brand of nothingness
like every other cantankerous cliché
too remorseful to find their own way
with only the energy
to live by-proxy
the vicissitude
hit you
as the frustration
hit me.
Janery Alban Feb 2018
And you're right back under my nails like a ******* sliver of whatever it is your feeling towards me at the moment.
I am drenched in your disgust.
Sometimes I wish you'd just hit me square in the jaw to make this a little easier.
Did I mention that sometimes I think like my mom?
I haven't really slept at all this past week and if we're being honest I got none last night.
I say I'm going to get better and that's why I'm ripping myself from you. Like fused atoms. Or in your opinion, a ****** leech.
If this is your form of rejection, I should head for the hills, but baby I am a *******,

and. you. hurt. so. good.
I'm not proud of myself.
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