i would just like to say that you make me angry. when i think of your unoriginality and your entitled tone of speech, my blood boils. sometimes i think of how much happier i would be if i could leave your bland face behind and just start over. your face makes me want to pack up all my things and run to the edge of the planet.
possibly fall off !
now swallow your words
for that matter your tongue too
spit out saltwater
1. They tell blatant lies.
2. They deny they ever said anything, even if you have proof.
3. They use what is near and dear to you as ammunition.
4. They wear you down over time.
5. Their actions do not match their words.
6. They throw in positive reinforcement to confuse you.
7. They know confusion weakens people.
8. They project.
9. They try to align people against you.
10. They tell you or others that you are crazy.
11. They tell you everyone else is a liar.
- taken from, "11 Signs of Gaslighting in a Relationship" from PsychologyToday (https://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/here-there-and-everywhere/201701/11-signs-gaslighting-in-relationship)
Many a song has been written about the girl
Stating how the sweet love of two will unfurl
How beautiful she is outside and under cover
She means the world to the one who loves her
There's a song,
That beautifully describes your cognitive thrill
It's by a band called Cypress Hill
And it goes,
"Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain"
Because if you think I'm masquerading as two
There's something not quite right about you
Yes, there was a closeness of friendship new
But that didn't mean there was anything true
There was none of that other business mind
I think you'll see I'm not that way inclined
Your jealousy and spitefulness has to conclude
Your insanity is venomous and beyond rude
There's nothing, I repeat nothing, wise about you
When you present so many lies about you
You wouldn't know how to be a child of the Lord
You wouldn't know diddly about The Word
You can sit in church and praise all day long
It don't make you a Christian singing that song
Any less than sitting in a garden on my ****
Makes me blossom, I'm not the **** rosebush
You need to be locked away and kept an eye on
That acidity burning inside is what you'll die on
Your dissecting of the human soul by half
Now has me shaking my head
At how sad you are instead
It's not funny, *but you gotta laugh
Ranting poetry is not my style this is more of a pisstake of a true situation. More like a therapeutic release. Please indulge me on this one as *poetic licence*
by your good nature.
your friendly nature
that I can't achieve.
as a loving human
who I don't understand.
and the worst part is...
I can scream.
but you won't hear a word
It's like a furious
D R E A M
yell and yell and yell
and the person I yell
at simply laughs.
because happy people are ignorant people.
you're not hearing me.
YOU'RE NOT HEARING ME
****. ******* ****.
barging in at people
begging them to like you
there's nothing I hate
more than that *****
So take your sincere desire
to be loved regardless
of how the ramifications
of your actions caused
by your desires affect those close to home
and beat it and beat it and beat it and **** it and choke it then put
I'm not proud of these emotions. Hopefully someone can relate. Somehow.
Life is not hateful. Nature is.
A person can't make It happen so
he acts as a shark and moves without remorse, though
a mere ten second's contemplation
and emotional, intellectual understanding
of the things he, without sorrow, ignites in his wake,
would be enough to force his hand to
tie that well deserved noose and slip it around
his slimy neck and hang himself dead.
He, much like a snake, is deaf to the
screams of those he has bitten, and blind
to the ruin behind him. His one track mind -
his selfish mind - which blocks out all that his nature doesn't wish
to acknowledge - does
what is convenient
Eliminates the reality
That is his nature's wish.
She has cigarettes
in place of **** to be said.
She does not say much.
I don’t think I have
people happy to see me
and all these “artists”
somehow living alone has
become a statement.
I consume myself,
and am neither satisfied
Make me dumb
Take my voice away
So I’ll never hurt again
The less I speak
The more I feel apathy
Its in trying to connect
That I feel distant
No point trying
To clear these gaps
Out of necessity
So I won’t lose any more
Can’t be happy
Can’t be sad
So my desires will fade
And I’ll be left drooling at my bedside
While the beasts congregate around me
Ripping my flesh
Replacing my memories with their own
So I can be happy not being the protagonist
Composed out of spite
I caught her staring at me again
I can't quite place
A name to the expression
she has when I catch her
but it's different from when
she doesn't know i'm watching her
from the corner of my eye
She never brought up the 'notes'
even the one I wrote out of rage
I don't remember putting it
into her bag
But is she afraid
What name can I for a fact
put to the face she makes
when she stares
And when I catch her
Poem inspired by a girl at my school... Addy.
Your heart is blacker than the ace of spades.
Its shriveled beyond all recognition
Nothing decent lives in your darkened soul.
Go back to whichever hell you came from.
Theres no place for you in the world of men.
Because there are those who inspire these words and we all know at least one.