#butnotreally
I'm in my villian era;
That is to say
I'm in my intolerant era
My "I don't give a **** era
My "I don't have patience for peoples emotions and stupidity" era;
Except its not an era
It's a day
A week
It is a come and go feeling that helps me to function and push forward,
It is an intensity
A fire burning, but not from anger
It is power and control
It is a wall
It's still kind, but different, tainted
Searching for the motive, the string, the catch
proceeding wearily, lacking child-like faith.
It is the only way to protect myself,
demanding respect
To declare that statement:
"Don't **** with me"
To be a sheep in wolf's clothing
Until I feel safe enough to rid myself of this hyde.
Feb 5, 2024
Feb 5, 2024 at 11:11 PM UTC
I hope you always have an itch but no nails
I hope you always jjjuuuust miss every sale
I hope you never make enough to go all out
And I hope every night you dream about how your teeth fall out
I hope you always have to use a charger at a weird angle
A rock in both your shoes and sand in your sandals
I hope it pours when you go outside
Because
the AC broke inside
Plus you got left by your ride
And your phone just died
And that charger just decided it won't charge anymore
I hope when your lonely the only knock is a cop at the door
And I hope you never find the right size at a store
I hope they always get your order wrong
And over charge you plus give the wrong change back that you spill a soda on
I hope you always leave extra early and still catch traffic
I hope all your lighters get stolen and can't use a matchstick
I hope you always stub your toe
As your car gets towed, and your crows feet grow
I hope your always thirsty with no water
But when you get it every sip just gets hotter
I hope the shoelace in your hoodie is always lost in the middle
And the zipper gets caught and you always struggle a little
I hope you always get a hair in your meals
I hope you get so sunburnt that it burns til you peel
I hope you never have reception or get a station
And always get in to fights over simple miscommunications
I hope you're always under dressed, unless you're over dressed
And stain all your clothes
So in the end you're still a mess
I hope you never know that I've just rapped this for you
So you go on living life with the unanswered question of why this always happens to you
Mar 11, 2019
Mar 11, 2019 at 7:30 PM UTC
It's not like I want to die
But I'm not in the mood to be alive either
It's very annoying
I'm so alone
And cold
I thought things had changed since last year
But it was all a desperate faux
Conjured up by my mind
Making me believe everything was fine
But it was all but fine
Life was miserable
Sad
Lonely
Grey
Boring
And repetitive
And it still is
It's never going to change
No matter what I do
All that I am allowed to do
Is sit there and watch my life descend into nothingness
Powerless to control the flow
Just another fish
Swimming
For dear life
But that life already left
So what's the point in trying still
There is none
Sorry to say
But there really isn't
Goodbye
Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 11:28 PM UTC
The immensity of my soul cannot be put into words
I cannot describe to you how infinitely small we are in a universe that sees us as half a speck of dust
Everyone always asks "what" but never "why"
How can I feel pain when I know the world can be obliterated in a second
My body can become lifeless in less than a minute
I am nothing
I am no one
All the fame and money in the world cannot make you relevant to the galaxies and galaxies prowling our doorstep
You eyes are a reflection of the exploding stars
A beautiful death plagues this unbearable, sickening void that envelops us in it's icy hands
You and I, we are nothing
We have never been
We will never be
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 2:38 PM UTC
Australian accent;
professional boxer. Spoke
well between my legs.
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 6:10 AM UTC