Can someone please explain?
Why the need to control by pain? Evil,..disgraceful,...vindictive Your mere energy yes,destructive Drama,strife,the fighting Constant you prove back bitting Showing no remorse,who....you !?......ha never You just think you're oh,so clever Misery loves company,indeed this is so known But I will not relate .....to a Heart of pure stone....
It hurt's so much
That you have to Make up all these stories
Your Fragrance is spreading
Everyone, you are enticing But I know your stench is digging Deeper, into you it keeps finding Your soul that it will be embracing
Beware. There are people with dark thoughts that masks them with innocence.
Loneliness is a great friend
He never lets me wander alone, Forever standing by me He's there when all doors close. He's one friend i trust And i know no matter what He'll be forever beside me He's the only company I've got.
You are the apple of my eye,
but this fruit's rotten to the core. You're suffocating me in your grip, but baby your hands are so warm. You're a corrupt tyrant king, and ***** tortured prisoner; Make me your silent queen, broken cell mate, and crying court jester. You stroke my hair, but your hands are on my shoulder. You bring me to new heights but, when I soar you grow colder. You're sweeter than our honeymoon phase on Valentine's Day baby. But the dentist said your **** gives me one year cavities. You have no doubts, "our dream's pristine and love is true". Then how come my heart, my soul, is black and blue? I am more alone when you hold my hand and say, "I'm here". But I feel so sick with fear at the thought of you not near. It's crazy. You're crazy. I'm crazy. Crazy (in pain) Crazy (in love) How could I go? Why can't I leave?
There's nothing like it.
Bowing my head; the tears sliding over my cheeks, dripping down into my lap. I let my chest fill up. I let my eyes fill up. I let my head fill up. Memories. Torments. Loneliness. These things take me over, flooding my mind with the mistakes I've made; the awful person I've become. Cheater Liar Deceiver. I beat myself, daily, for the things I've done for the things I do. I cannot stop, I am driven to fail those I love most. I'm so good, I can lie to anyone; pulling the wool over their eyes, belief built on faith, trust and denial. I am this heartless creature, selfish to the core. The lies I tell, no one questions, not even me.
Self-loathing and psychological punishment taking shape as poetry.
Gestures always so polite
Doesn't seem right Impurity and doubts Falsely sweetened mouths Good to the worst No bitter words burst No expression of offence Nothing said in defence So sweet, so easy going So tolerant, so loving No respect for self? Left the heart on the shelf? Observing the moves Following the cue Now I see you You are one by two. A brain so sly Always telling a lie Fooling honest souls To reach your vicious goals Talking ill behind ones back Frankness you lack I pity thy soul It’s gone for a toll Not brave, not true A coward in you
I see you, I see you
Wouldn’t trust even one of you. -Zainab Attari
In Your smile is born my very breath
I give you all i have to give Your lies have brought about my death For trust has no place left to live