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Everything is normal
so not much to sing or say.
No summer thunderstorm,
the snow was magical only for an hour.

Old men
aren’t removing women’s ******* with removable dentures.
A belly laugh now and then,
an empty belly’s holy.

With simple joy
mortals may forget to fear their deaths.
Simply put,
we do not survive. But what an adventure!

I heard an archangel cry
Don’t hurt the trees!
Also, save democracy.
Also, stop barking, believing in that higher power.

What’s Ken doing today?
Watching TED talk lectures,
planning next Spring’s garden.
It’s Death, not the Jewish king, in your rose garden.

As climates change
species escape predators
and predators chase down prey.
Choose sacrifice or blame.

I look at faces
and they look at mine, mute, animated spirits,
black wet rocks,
victims among flames.

I like my anonymity,
lost in my own city,
in the shade of a gazebo,
a mosquito’s acceptance of its position among a million mosquitoes.
AWURAA Jan 16
So I did it again,
once again I played the victim.
I did it ever so slightly but her eyes are too clear;
as she knows better.

My Character is my greatest fault yet my greatest beauty.
I am working on it, we are working on it,
He is working on me, He is working through me,
yet when I fall, I fall so blatantly that all can see.

I lock myself in my mind.
Replaying moments of:
what if I did; what if I did not.

NO.

I am wrong.
I have come to the conclusion that most times I am wrong.
Growing older I must accept that I am wrong and seek to change
this mindset that causes me to act out of line.
When I say 'He' I am referring to God.
This is all apart of my walk in relationship with  Him
Kaiden Dec 2024
I have obeyed all your commands
Endured your beatings, reprimands
Your punishments, it was all true
But my mother only defended you.

I've taken years of your abuse
Your own work was my only use,
In my room, at night i cried,
I wished that i would have just died.

Standing on the bridge, watching the stars
Feeling my cuts slowly turn into scars,
I wondered, how can someone be so cruel?
But wondering was against the rules.

I say goodbye, for i must depart
To try and fix my broken heart,
With a notebook and a pen.
If they can't fix me, then no one can.
I literally got kidnapped by my stepfather 2 days ago. Now i'm finally back home. I'll probably write a bunch of stuff about abuse because i want to raise awareness of this topic.
Kaiden Nov 2024
She was a child but
"what was she wearing?"

"men have their needs"

"your body my choice"

"You asked for it"

"you made that up"

"i bet it wasnt even that bad"


Yet you complain when you get a cold
The painful reality of SA survivors
I sometimes find my mind wandering
Remembering the good old days

Use by date seen better days
No use to man nor beast

Better days are no more, there’s clawing at the door
The door inside your head

It rhymes with dead does head
It also rhymes with shed, which is apt

As that’s where he put my head
© JLB
15/11/2024
04:16 GMT
Verlecia F Oct 2024
what happen to him
did he go down with the ship
or was it, someone who, got over on him

they say he was, a good guy
as nice as, they come
and everyone liked him
and he liked everyone

was he taken down
by some bad guy
who just did it, for the fun-of-it?
or was it, illicit monetary funds
that was involved

Everyone was upset
and some even cried
the day they hear
Mr. Vic Tim
could have died
Verlecia - He, is every VICTIM in the world be, he or she. Be the victim big or small! you or me . Bad or Good A Victim is a Victim

you ask if i am a victim - yea- yes I am - and if took a lot out of me to say the truth!
**** victim dies; she was gang *****. 
With an Indian flag, her body was draped.
She was a trainee doctor in Kolcutta, India.
At RG Kar Medical College, as per media
In a deep silence, everyone gaped.

Mouth was full of blood; she was scraped.
Her bleeding eyes were videotaped.
Protest is called by medical ecclesia. 
**** victim dies 

Gruesome **** she couldn't have escaped 
Heinous acts like this should be scraped. 
How many did this have no idea? 
I condemn acts of ****** mania.
Culprits should be punished and wapped.
**** victim dies
Jeremy Betts Jun 2024
My past haunts tirelessly
There's a lot of it at 40
Also less time for recovery
I wish it was "get some therapy"
Type of easy
I wish they'd stop blaming me

©2024
Jeremy Betts Feb 2024
Suicide?
Hold on, I'm sorry,
Are you referring to the barbaric act of hands-free ****** by an inhouse intruder implementing a vicious, self-righteous onslaught
No?
Oh...
Cause that's what I got
That's not what you were taught?
You didn't know each and every thought could be on loop and fraught with a dangerous taunt
No one told you you'd also most likely be the only one within earshot?
It's just thought after thought after thought after thought
And it's nonstop like the whistle of an ignored teapot that's gotten too hot
I ask myself, "is there such a thing as an inner dialogue clot?"
Rhetorical of course, knowing full well that there's not
It'd be pretty helpful though would it not?
A majority of this agony doesn't even seem to originate from an internal spot
But it's held against me that they recklessly destroy all I've fought for as well as rewriting the plot
Turning me into my own distraught subplot
Filming redesignated to the back lot of Salem's Lot
Making sure to make it known I'll only have this one shot
I swear y'all think I was told to bring what I'm gonna need and this is what I brought
So I fillet both wrists and expose the rot
Hoping to relay visually what verbally I cannot
Live stream it for a live audience or not
Copious shallow minds will still produce the same shallow thought
"You either want to be here or not"
Not knowing it has so little to do with want
"You ought to change the way you think"
Oh right, you're right, I must have forgot
OOOOOR
or
Is it that I've been convinced I can not?
Yeah...yeah, that's the caveat
I'd give everything to hit the reset like a robot
But the treason contains some carefully wrought deception that's sent in like S.W.A.T.
Keep that standard victim blaming line you walk taut
It's easier to walk that, is it not?
That's what I thought
Everyone knows the Rorschach test is just an inkblot
I watch in disbelief as my well-being resorts back to just another afterthought
The outlier is no one witnesses the slipping of the knot
There'll be no extension of a helping hand intervention to salvage this broken man by trying to help him reconnect a dot
Because I've lost connection with every dot
A reality checked on the spot
They continue debating amongst each other if it'd be easier to boycott
I bought in, hook, line and sinker,
I should have seen the bait and switch comin' do to all the times prior
THIS IS NOT WHAT WAS SOUGHT!
But here I am,
I guess it's my turn to like it or not

©2024
Sadie Grace Jan 2024
seems so selfless
how could it be just to keep me from exploding from guilt?
turns out forgiveness is for the offender
there is no comfort for the victim
except a way forward
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