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Ashley Tarantino Nov 2018
Revenge is the minds defense against something that cannot be defended against,
...PAIN
Repeated over and over in my head until i wrote it down.
Zoe Mae Nov 2018
Beware the silent woman
The one who doesn't speak
The one who bites her tounge
And poses like she's meek

Although her body's still
And her mouth is stitched up tight
She's using all her will
To muster up a fight

And though her face is ashen
With her eyes fixed on the floor
Her heart is full of passion
And her soul ready to roar

Oh, beware the silent woman
The one you thought you knew
She'll explode at any moment
And leave you deaf when she gets through
Jo Swan Nov 2018
I stare at the Kettle:
Reflection of your vile face.
Has left me in aghast!
Oh, how I wish to erase
Flashback of grotesque past.
Heart seared by the venom
Of disturbing memories
Caused by antagonism.
This rage can’t be appease
Mind becomes murderous.

The Kettle begins to hiss:
The soul simmers with wrath-
Insanely dangerous,
Hungry for a blood bath!
Oh, I wish for a knife
And stab you many times
As you left me in strife
From your abusive crimes.
Wounded me as a child
And left me powerless.

Boiling Kettle rattles:
My madness is wild
Have I lost my saneness?
Many years I’ve been irate-
Tolerating in silence-
Blood boils with sinful hate!
My spirit seeks the thrill
For an eye for an eye-
As it lust for your ****
And to see you die!

Gas sparks, Kitchen ignites:
Body burnt into ashes-
Soul seethes in resentment.
Revenge sweetly slashes
You to my contentment.
Hands stained with red blood
Like trenches of war mud.
Eyes consumed and blind -
Peace of heart now confined
By rapacious rage.

Mind is a Murderer!
Am I a Murderer!
Will I ever surrender?
Will I ever surrender
And taste tranquility?
Or is my spirit cursed?
Or is my spirit cursed
To be trapped by the thirst
Of the boiling kettle
That will never settle
Until vengeance scorches!

(c)Jo Swan 2018
I wanted to explore the darkness of human nature. Recently, I had an incident at work where I saw a man who was consumed rage. I wanted to explore the darkness of his mind. There are moments in some people's lives where we are consumed with rage that we will lust for vengeance.
Jamie Lee Oct 2018
They said revenge was sweet
So dust off your tongue and tell me
How you really feel,
Sharpen your teeth so it matches
The sharp feelings inside of me
The past is a ball in chain
In a dark room somewhere, there is a key
But none will free me
There is no justice in tragedy
Just blame and agony
And too many one-sided stories
Too many sad and familiar places
Basking in all its glory,
But I can still picture their faces-
I can still see them come before me
I can feel the warmth in their hands,
And the warmth of the words
“I'm sorry”
LanceSkiies Oct 2018
Time goes on and I'm back again
I said I'd be back again
I Told You
I Told You
*****, I Told You
I'd be the man
And I'm the man

And you?
You're stagnant like a lake
Once a man now a BOY
And I'm the one that

360ed my life into paradise
While you 180ed back to poverty
Foolish pride
You died for yours
While I swallowed mine
And it's all worthwhile

Now I'm back
Drop top, windows down
Cruising pass the ends
Guess who's hugging the block?
YOU
I wave without a second glance
Cause that's the last you'll see of me
But you'll hear of me conquering the world like Cesar.

LanceSkiies
It is what it is.
Megan Oct 2018
Snake eyes coloured caramel brown,
a bittersweet combination of liquid gold and sin.
A smile that made me melt,
disguising sinister intentions.
Snakes slither in long grass but this grass only reached my shins
and you still managed to deceive me.
Master manipulator?
Painted a smile on my face with cruel intent.
Leading me to believe pretty little lies
while you slept in my bed every night,
one arm around my frail body, the other with your fingers crossed behind your back.
You never planned to stay -
fooled me.
Now the snake eyes exposed
when I catch you in bed,
legs intwined with hers, bare.
You told me sweet words that morning,
then nine hours later you moved on to her.
This is not fair.
You do not get to create my feelings
and destroy them yourself.
Eyes now pitch black,
no specks of gold or hazel or caramel,
just depths of malevolence -
no remorse for shredding my heart.
Feeding me your "I'm sorry" after "I'm sorry"
but you still play the games.
Do not waste your breath
on words you don't mean.
It's okay, I can play too.
Devil eyes coloured ocean blue;
my combination worse than yours.
Fear me, fear me
for I look innocent and gentle
but a tornado lives inside me that can destroy souls and bring men to their knees.
You fuel my fire.
Now with each breath, smoke escapes my lips from the furnace ignited in my stomach.
Do not run from the dragon you created.
Do not mess with girls like me.
Girls with fire in their guts
and ice in their hearts.
Cunning, sly and out for vengeance.
Feel my fire, succumb to my smoke.
******* revenge.
sushii Oct 2018
sometimes i wonder
if i could wipe all the memory,
just to get revenge
for all the times they deleted me.

sometimes i wonder
if i could unplug
and upload,
so that they would never see me.

sometimes i wonder
how they would start to forget me,
once the disk stopped turning.


but would them forgetting
be their revenge on me?
Brooke Noble Oct 2018
I’m telling you,
Invest in super glue…
Glue super dude’s ***** to his shoe
Then what kind of running around can he do?
This was written for my ex boyfriend when I was wanting him to stay at home more often. This was what I thought might be the solution.needless to say we broke up, and he is still intact, and his shoes are too.
Lyn-Purcell Oct 2018


-
Reality has had its way
with me for 23 years so
I paint out my revenge
and my dreams with
words and live ten
thousand
lives...
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Thank you guys so much!
You guys are so amazing, I've got alot of notifications so its hard for me to like and
respond to all of them!
Please know that I do see them and that
I'm truly grateful!
Much love!
Lyn ***
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