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XXX RATED/OFFENSIVE

She's spent all the rent on cigarettes and cider,
so pull out your cock and put it inside her.
No need to bring your polished game,
for this one's a slut and that is her name.
In her cunt or up her bum.
The choice is yours,
where d'ya wanna cum?
Say "You fuckin' slut, get down on all fours, 'cause this is how I fuck little whores!
Impale her on your hardened stick and explode inside her, creamy and thick.
Bangin' her fuck hole,
it used to be tight.
It's not anymore,
it gets wider each night.
Then when you are done,
wipe the rest up her back,
letting her know most got
shot up her crack.
Next week she'll be suckin',
an appetizer before fuckin'
This slut she don't care,
for a TGirl with red hair.

X-rated
Poetry by Kaydee.
*Artistic licence as a writer may have been used here*
when I was a young girl I was raised to believe that a man in the clouds always watched over me
watched over me with all knowing sight as long as I prayed to him every night
as long as I blindly worshiped this being I would be happy and healthy and free
but what is freedom when you are alone in a faith that prohibits the dark unknown?

"I am a jealous God," he said, for I was taught to be meek
Having faith in what I see is blasphemy
for a fruitful life on earth, my soul I would sell, if that did not sentence me to eternity in hell
spitting, burning demons aflame
forever tortured in this everlasting game
beaten and bruised and damned below to a place that no one would choose to go
but He loves me

"you must look well, clean up, wear your dress!"
in order to avoid loneliness
you must follow these ten rules
he ignores the world's strife despite his tools
but He loves me

why do we not thank our doctors and mothers?
we thank God instead of the works of others
what has he done? he sits there and stares
he sits and laughs at what is not fair
but He loves me

he needs time
he needs money
he needs blind faith
he needs me to sacrifice my soul
he needs me to sacrifice who I am

...but He loves me
if this poem is offensive to you, don't worry, it offends me, too.
Ashley Jun 15
No liver, no lungs. No talking equals no hate. Scared of the outcome when the outcome is bland. Hearts must be 1,000 times the size. Even if you forget and forgive people won't let you leave the past behind. Mistakes are mistakes, not failures.
I suck.
We talk about Political Correctness
And Propriety
And Appropriateness
And it's too Sexually Explicit
It might offend the children
If we talk openly
About Genocide,
But,
Ultimately,
All this Censorship
Is not designed to "protect" anyone.
It's just the way we,
Ourselves,
Avoid Taking Responsibility
And Growing Up!
Sexually Explicit Content
Offensive to the Establishment
You can't say That here.
By the way,
What were we talking about anyways?
Sara Fielder Sep 2016
Emotions
Up and down
up and down
up and
d
o
w
n
like that homo with OCD
turning off and on the light switch
10 times then stepping backwards to
do a pirouette in reverse
before he leaves the house
Today,
you were my buttercup
Yesterday,
I wanted to saw off your head
and bury it in the backyard
next to the hamster
I forgot to give water to
I want to saw you up
my little buttercup

Written by Sara Fielder © Feb 2012
Somedays are good,
Somedays are bad.

Others will leave you,
Feeling quite sad

But never forget,
At the end of the day.

You're just a fuck up,
**No matter what you say.
.
Gul e Dawoodi Aug 2015
Everytime when I cry
I ask myself 'why?'
Why it all have to be this way?
Why I have to be a part of this play?
Why someone has to be a joke every day?
Why don't people just stay away?
Why I have to be strong anyway?
Why everybody here always says
'It's okay'?
They tell me to stop being so over sensitive
But nobody  understands what's going on in my head
They tell me to forget and move on
As they don't seem to care
Every night I give up
Give up before this emotionless  society
And close my eyes while hoping  for a good  **day
Now I know why I don't like people.
Arlo Disarray May 2015
For every follower I gain, I lose three
And it's so sickly hilarious to me
Sometimes I guess the honest things I say
Scare some folks and make them run away

My filter is broken, so run if you must
Only time will tell when yours too will bust
But my words just flow freely, I don't let them hide
I unleash all the rotten things I hold inside

Fuck, shit, cock are just a few words you might read
And if you're offended by that, then unfollow me, indeed
I hate on lots of things that other people tend to love
Like the imaginary friend you call your Great Father Above

So if you don't like the things I write, you'll feel so much richer
When you click the "Following" button across from my picture
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