#annoyance
You return to me –
An importunate, festering boil –
An unremitting, bubbling pustule –
A pulsing, oozing
Mortified flesh of memory –
You split your tongue
To speak – in twain –
Of false devotions –
Saccharine professions
Corroded by fetid confessions –
I breathe their stench
In my sleep
While the dreams you hold captive
Beg for their release.
Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 10:48 AM UTC
i found out recently
why she sneezes
after stepping out
from the shadows
into bright sunlight
it is apparently
a genetic trait
something uncontrollable
simply confusion
between her optic
and trigeminal nerves
where the one responsible
for everything seen
inadvertently sets off
the other and
this one has
a tendency to react
to foreign bodies
and irritation
explosively
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 7:35 AM UTC
I’m banging my head thru the wall. That tic and click as my head tics back and forth just begging to be twisted it off.
Off like a switch of a twitch that is itchy that can’t be itched because it’s deep inside the clicks and ribs that can’t be ripped.
I’m living with the constant tremble of a broken twitching and shifting body that won’t stop clicking and picking until I can’t control an ick.
Feb 26, 2025
Feb 26, 2025 at 3:00 PM UTC
it will never make sense
that the mechanics
of the human body
allows for a person
to bite their own
tongue or cheek
mindlessly
yet with such force;
eye-watering
and debilitating
a momentary paralysis
of fist-clenched frustration
and wordless fury
the blood that flows
cannot be stemmed
must be left untended
and simply spat out
or swallowed
as that metallic taste
taints every mouthful
Oct 24, 2023
Oct 24, 2023 at 11:10 AM UTC
you say that I'm wrong,
but you've never known right.
how pretentious of you,
to stay in my sight.
you're entitled to your opinion.
but truth is, no one gives a ****
if we were all like you,
we'd all be full of it.
Dec 2, 2022
Dec 2, 2022 at 5:14 PM UTC
How
They asked
Can you Hate
That which others hold so dear
That which is the product
Of your blood sweat and tears
How can you Hate
That which you create
The answer I give
Always the same
It was piece
I made it out of vain
It exist
Just because of pain
It's worth
Justified by those who say
What a beautiful piece of art
Unfortunately burned into my brain
The praise of the piece
The one I hate
Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 2:20 PM UTC
you're "laughing out loud" at me
that's good
i hope its hearty
thank god i'm humorous
to bring elation to a life as dull as yours
and i'm not upset
cause i'm laughing too!
Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 9:48 AM UTC
You finally said
You wanted me to leave though
I'd already tried to
Jan 17, 2021
Jan 17, 2021 at 9:02 AM UTC
I never get a ******* break.
Your that annoying sound from the dead fire alarms just chirping away at me.
It never stops.
I open my mouth and am silenced by you.
Your words of fire and rage.
I don’t know who’s winning.
You or my mind.
I can’t ever get a ******* break from this mess of a world.
Too many tasks with too little time.
Struggling to do right.
Your hellish yells don’t do anything but feed the fire of my anger.
The very anger that disrupts my ability to do what I need to do.
Running around like your messenger.
I just can’t ever catch a ******* break.
Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020 at 4:53 PM UTC
slovenly soluble loves
from hearts that ache
that can't imagine being
on their own
being by themselves
could you blame them?
Nov 16, 2020
Nov 16, 2020 at 5:24 PM UTC
You think you deserve something but life slaps you upon the head and throws you down reminding you that after all you've doneyou don't deserve ****
I had a strokeabout a week ago and there as a possibility of me getting to go home today instead of tomorrow but my blood level dropped to an undesirable rate this causing me to have to stay longer missing my oldest sisters funeral. I thought I would get to go buy that's was just life toying with my emotions again. I have a constant thought on"You don't deserve to be happy Ben!You don't deserve happiness. You can't pretend to be a good guy every now and then. it's such a disappoint to know I could've made my love better but now with all these life threatening hospitalizations and not knowinghow long I have left to live it just leaves me with such disappointment. I've always wished I could restart my life over andbe a better man but I know that's impossible just another disappointment that I get to live with I use to lash out in anger but that isn't going to change anything and it's a waste of time
Nov 14, 2020
Nov 14, 2020 at 8:27 AM UTC
Sir
What can I serve you?
"Your brain"
"For a time being"
Nothing more
Oct 9, 2020
Oct 9, 2020 at 12:09 PM UTC
are pushed.
Voices
ignored.
Tones
raised.
Feelings
on the floor.
Sep 15, 2020
Sep 15, 2020 at 11:47 PM UTC
My pen wore red, and scathed a struggling stroke
Black became it better, until feeble nib broke
Blue cried abiding stains, after much impatient rigour
Green was inconsolable, and pink was unconsidered
It was led who was left when all else lacked
That was until rouge eraser attacked
Is it a conscious activity of the precarious pen
To cease work as you require it again and again?
Jan 21, 2020
Jan 21, 2020 at 7:43 PM UTC
I,
am a walking
headache.
My figure parts beams
of others' light
my coming--
like an aura
that signifies
a migraine,
accompanied by--
the passing
unnamed,
unnecessary,
blips
of luminesence
that,
is my signal
to both come,
and to go.
Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 3:50 PM UTC
you sing the language of my heart, o, songs so sweet, too lavish to name. it is true that pure and just souls are the only ones with ears to hear the melody sung by you. no other tainted, conceited heart is equipped to understand the tongue you speak. an ode of love so powerful that those that are wicked in nature condemn the song they choose by action not to hear. O, sweet and utter fools! my tender spirit breaks for the judgment they bestow on you, for what do they know since they cannot hear the melody? their preconceived notion‘s are their faults and blindness, they are deaf to your song of love. and again I say what do they know? since they chose not to acquire the language of true and everlasting love. and it is to be said, those who do not hear are ignorant in love, and not by bliss, but by stupidity.
Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 1:34 PM UTC
in a crowded room,
why won’t you say you love me?
are you too ashamed?
May 18, 2019
May 18, 2019 at 1:07 AM UTC
all I wanted was a kiss
a kiss I had craved since the last
I hadn’t even asked for much
just a moment with you
and no one else
nothing even outrageous
just an innocent second of love
with no prying, teasing eyes
a time where I could take you in
feel you and all your affection
I buried my head in your shoulder in vexation
closing my eyes and instead relishing your warmth
and yearning for a day with no interruptions
where I can focus on you, and only you
because all I want is your love wrapped in a kiss
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 3:51 PM UTC
can we dream about the future,
without living in the now?
can we please just fantasize,
about what we want to be,
instead of where we are,
will you dream with me?
Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 7:37 PM UTC
"If it has nothing to do with me
Then why should I even be here?"
That sounded far more narcissistic
Coming out of my mouth. But
I meant exactly what I said, and
I knew exactly what I meant.
I knew exactly what I meant.
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By Aleksander Mielnikow
Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 2:29 PM UTC
You want a cocktail?
I'll brew you a classic.
Crushed seeds of indignation- fermented.
Fresh fruits of strife, discord and distrust- juices squeezed.
A sprinkle of tasty gossip.
Don't forget the right amount of hate.
All mixed in the chalice of anger.
Serve with toppings of harsh words,
On a tray of insensitive action.
But if you so desire the revenge special,
That is best serv'd cold.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 2:00 PM UTC