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#antilife
Anti-this and Anti-that. She’s got a smile like a nuclear bomb. I’m blown away by a never-be blonde. She likes the dark life and so do I. I never, never, ever want to see her cry. She needs to be loved, Like I need an intravenous-nicotine-drip. She doesn’t care, about any of this! Nothing matters! She doesn’t want to be loved And all because… LIFE ***** She’s anti-this! And anti-that! The love she needs, she has never had. She’s got a family who love her so much, But this anti-life girl needs somebody to love. If you say “Hi.” She puts her headphones on. If she has to buy you a present, then she will send you a bomb! If she only knew, that she was oh so wrong; She is not so far gone that she has to remain on her own. She needs to be loved, like a fish needs water. She needs someone, to kiss and to hold her. She needs all the things that only love can bring. She says she doesn’t need a ******* thing!! She’s anti-me and anti-you. She’s anti-man and anti-hu. She’s anti-love, When she needs it the most. She needs love… (Love is all I that know…) (C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 10:37 AM UTC
Anti-this and anti-that
I awake from an eternal sleep All around me reeks, with the beats Of the beats of every being around me I close my eyes and beg for the sounds to stop But their forced open by my biological clock I learn to walk, then to talk, and then I’m filled with so many thoughts At night I stay awake and think, and think, and think Never even stopping to blink, as I continually think Why am I here? Where is here? What am I? And nobody can answer. “Life’s a gift”, they say, “be grateful you’re here” “Respect your parents” they command so very clear So I do as they say, I listen to every command I remain calm, I remain sane, despite my brain’s insanity Despite my own wishes, despite my dreams, that one day I shall be free Not by the clutches of man, but by the imprisonment of my being By my cell that is my body, by my vessel that is limiting That not to death shall I do it part, no button for a restart But I keep trying, I’m kind to every person I meet But repeat after repeat, the response I get is bleak Like I’m a freak, like I can’t connect with those around me And slowly, I learn the truth about this world The horror that everything is wrong, there is nowhere to belong I can’t connect to people and they can’t connect to me We’re trapped, forever to suffer in existence But people look at it from a distance, because the truth is too painful Too much for one man to understand, too consuming of the mind Knowledge is a poison, it’ll rot you from inside Over time, you’ll find that your parents were not kind To let you come into this world with everyone but you in mind Life is not a gift, it’s a curse Out of all fates, it’s the worse I will not continue to immerse in the lie The truth we try to hide, the truth that we fool ourselves Thinking we have worth, that one day we won’t just be dirt That the good out weighs the bad is nothing but a scam You are a victim, just as I Don’t let society tell you otherwise But please don’t cry, or be consumed with hate Embrace the fact you have a choice to let your genes die No need to multiply, stop your bloodline And one day, you’ll be allowed to sleep again.
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May 1, 2019
May 1, 2019 at 7:33 PM UTC
Life is NOT a Gift
I awake from an eternal sleep All around me reeks, with the beats Of the beats of every being around me I close my eyes and beg for the sounds to stop But their forced open by my biological clock I learn to walk, then to talk, and then I’m filled with so many thoughts At night I stay awake and think, and think, and think Never even stopping to blink, as I continually think Why am I here? Where is here? What am I? And nobody can answer. “Life’s a gift”, they say, “be grateful you’re here” “Respect your parents” they command so very clear So I do as they say, I listen to every command I remain calm, I remain sane, despite my brain’s insanity Despite my own wishes, despite my dreams, that one day I shall be free Not by the clutches of man, but by the imprisonment of my being By my cell that is my body, by my vessel that is limiting That not to death shall I do it part, no button for a restart But I keep trying, I’m kind to every person I meet But repeat after repeat, the response I get is bleak Like I’m a freak, like I can’t connect with those around me And slowly, I learn the truth about this world The horror that everything is wrong, there is nowhere to belong I can’t connect to people and they can’t connect to me We’re trapped, forever to suffer in existence But people look at it from a distance, because the truth is too painful Too much for one man to understand, too consuming of the mind Knowledge is a poison, it’ll rot you from inside Over time, you’ll find that your parents were not kind To let you come into this world with everyone but you in mind Life is not a gift, it’s a curse Out of all fates, it’s the worse I will not continue to immerse in the lie The truth we try to hide, the truth that we fool ourselves Thinking we have worth, that one day we won’t just be dirt That the good out weighs the bad is nothing but a scam You are a victim, just as I Don’t let society tell you otherwise But please don’t cry, or be consumed with hate Embrace the fact you have a choice to let your genes die No need to multiply, stop your bloodline And one day, you’ll be allowed to sleep again.
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