#chuck
It feels like you're not capable of change
Too old
Too selfish
Simply too deranged
Too late to take back all the damage rendered
Surroundings diminished since day you first entered
When facing adversity you choose to run
To you life a game but it isn't any fun
I wish you'd be forced to endure the same hurt you inflict
Then while you are on the ground simultaneously kicked
Who could love somebody like you?
(Besides your family)
Only related because they're required to be
Someone making others miserable just because they can
The female version of the Tin Man
I find it hard to believe many consider you attractive
Every move you make is to your appearance detractive
When they start seeing your ******** you hit the road
Onto the next victim's life to corrode
You have strength in manipulation
Weakness in heart
Only a matter of time till your charade falls apart
Maybe somebody will reach through and you will actually grow
Be better inside not only just for show
But for now darkness has a hold of your soul
Consumption steadily taking control
Friendships should treasure not throw away like they're trash
Setting fire and watching while they burn into ash
But isn't it what you do best?
Tear everyone into shreds?
Worming way into their lives to purposefully **** with their heads
I have zero idea what you gain with your depravaties
Mind must be stricken with some type of mental disease
Arms cannot reach to touch or hug somebody close
Fingers busy fumbling for your next dose
Or stealing objects that do not belong to you
Try in my house again and you'll end up black and blue
From beginning should have treated you like an aggressor
Never given opportunity to rifle through our dresser
If paths cross once more I promise it's on sight
Don't plan on showing mercy
You better be prepared to fight
Hope you look over shoulder every waking minute of the day
By the time I hit your peripheral it'll be too late to run away
I want to teach a lesson-one you will not forget
Believe this poem is much more than a threat
Up until now sky has been the only limit to your offenses
Perhaps a beating necessary for you to come to your senses
If man above DOES exist I am certain he would approve
Of me striking the wickedness evident in your every move
In nearby future I foresee a shifting of fate's cards
It will soon be YOUR life dissembled into broken shards
Regret the heaviest weight for your hands to carry
Have done too much wrong-no amount of dirt can bury
Your imperfections may be covered by the familiar cloak of night
Come sunrise what's hidden will be exposed by blinding light
A plethora of lies scattered over this globe
Switching identities as quickly as clothes in wardrobe
Your evil spans fabric of time and space
Insults and destruction will never be erased
You drown the whispers of ghosts with meaningless noise
Inner serenity exchanged for fleeting interactions with boys
What a great role model for daughter you've become
If she follows in your footsteps to be like you she will be phony and dumb
I cannot wait to kick your *** and get the sweetest revenge
My mother's untimely death I will then have avenged
The instruments of detriment drugs and alcohol
Both contributed to downfall
I can't blame you for the dope or the start of her alcohol abuse
It is your fault the liquor was reintroduced
She was mostly sober when you began bringing ***** around
You left that bottle there it was soon thereafter downed
After that spiraled out of control
On her already declining health it took a massive toll
So **** you for being selfish not caring about her sobriety
All I will ever consider you is an enemy
For her demise and everything you stole from our home
Pretending to be sweet as honeycomb
Should have peered through your facade sooner but you put on a great show
Doubt you'll amount to anything more than a scandalous **
But all you've torn will heal and rise up even stronger
Won't have to tolerate your perversity any longer
It might be holier to choose the high road but I don't think that will be the case
As soon as I get the chance I'm going to smash your ugly face
Dec 1, 2025
Dec 1, 2025 at 12:37 AM UTC
Chin up Chuck; the girl broke your heart
you say “I don’t give a **** but she tore you apart.
You think you’ll figure it out, and that she just might stay
but after the words you shout, she knows she has to go away.
Something’s you can’t get loose
something’s just get stuck.
You’ll wonder if it was love or abuse
but chin up, Chuck.
Chin up Chuck, you’ve been left in the dark
lost all of your luck but hope for a spark.
You think you’ll find a route, get out of it all alive,
drag and pull boot by boot, praying you might survive.
Something’s you can’t just find
something’s just get stuck.
Are you in the dark or are you blind?
Still chin up, Chuck.
Chin up Chuck; the world gives you quarrel
you’ve drowned in the muck and let go of each moral.
You think you’ll be missed, maybe seen as a
martyr,
in truth you’d be ****** because you’re only seen as a **** starter.
Something’s won’t go right
something’s just get stuck,
but you don’t ever give up the fight
because you’re Chin up Chuck.
Feb 7, 2025
Feb 7, 2025 at 12:05 AM UTC
You live on "borrowed time"
At least that is the story you say
If that actually is true
Can you explain the delay?
Knowing how fake you are
Sure it's just a lie
Many of your words are ********
Surprised you are not covered in flies
Uncertain how you got to this point
Was a time where you once stood tall
What I mean;
You had a reason to
Still do with no reason at all
I guess along journey you changed
The person that I see
Became a perfect example
Example of who NOT to be
You tread upon backs of others
In order to get what you want
Even if that means inflicting pain
You do not mind being a ****
Not thinking about future
Solely focused on present thrill
Feeding on people's energy
Seem to never get your fill
I suspect you are miserable inside
That's why you tear others in two
Only way to ease your suffering
Make everyone as unhappy as you
But never seem to shed a tear
Wear a permanent grin
I believe it's because you are striving so hard
Concealing the agony within
Broken so many ways
Have a house but it's not home
Without family to return to
Probably easier to roam
A steady rotation of bodies
Little boys avidly chasing your tail
Your company isn't free
Because pussy's for sale
Thrown like a football
Highest bidder gets the pass
You get bored-no problem
There is always greener grass
Your life rests in ruins
Lost so many parts
Kids
Friends
And reputation
Vanished like your heart
Falling apart a piece at a time
Pretending to keep together
We both know you can't maintain
Perfect charade forever
Your youthful beauty all but dead
Wear so much paint on your face
Entire cosmetics section of Walmart
Stuffed into your makeup case
I see beneath false advertisement
True colors bleed right through
Under skin is grey and black
Soul the ghastliest hue
Reflected in statements you make
Sound either insane or idiotic
Unsure if you are playing stupid
Or you are truly that psychotic
It appears you hurt those around you
Because you can
As if you don't have enough suitors
Steal another woman's man
Your cruelty clearly defined
At least it is from my point of view
Fool everyone else surrounding
A persona that isn't true
But karma will catch up in the end
Hope you're destined to be alone
I feel that is what you deserve
Frozen straight to bone
It's never too late to turn over a new leaf
Begin treating people right
You have to want improvement
Fear for you it's out of sight
Content with road you're walking
Not knowing where it leads
Flesh poked with needles
Uncaring it bleeds
Darkness swallowing you whole
Don't seem to be aware
It's strangling the last bit of goodness
Within remaining there
I do not understand how you can glance
In mirror and not feel disgust
All the disappointment you've caused
Lost a lot more than just trust
Next time you drag name through the mud
Make sure own hands are clean
You have more sins in your book
Than a ***** magazine
If expecting us to back down
In for quite a surprise
Soon as we go toe-to-toe
I will cut you down to size
So better watch your mouth
If the plan is to avoid confrontation
Free to do and say whatever you please
I warn you - there will be retaliation
Apr 22, 2022
Apr 22, 2022 at 2:51 AM UTC
She inhales a huge chunk of the chemically bitter white gram,
Shouts 'I said GOD DAAAAMNMM! GODANM' in the woman’s toilet,
The women snare at her and she beams a grin as she wipes her nostrils clean,
She strolls back to the same uncomfortable silence she had originally left,
A man with a face like a slapped *** and small crabby eyes stares at her,
He lights a cigarette and continues to ask her questions about Mr Wallace,
She angelically takes a sip out of her £5 dollar milkshake,
An announcement storms the room “JACK RABBIT TWIST CONTEST”
She glares at him with an excited smug expression,
The man profusely refuses,
She pulls at the chance and says “I want to dance, and I want to win a trophy”
She centres the room with her bold presence,
Introduces herself and the man to the audience,
Chucky Berry 'You never can tell' dawns the room,
She strikes a mixture of aristocrats dance poses,
He follows along whilst wiggling his legs and arms,
She twirls and moves closer to him,
She spins and rocks the swimmer move,
Thrusting her chest towards him,
He drops into the mash-potato dance
She shakes her *** and struts her feet,
He jiggles into faster swings and sways his hips,
Captivated by her flow and energy,
She becomes entranced by his charisma,
The two intwine like a wreath of flowers,
She devours him with her blood shot eyes
The song comes to an end,
The crowd roar with excitement,
She beams at him with pride,
He shyly smiles and bows down with Mia Wallace
Jun 4, 2021
Jun 4, 2021 at 5:09 AM UTC
Take care and be careful
riot vans flooding the streets
Live in the moment- be cheerful
While you still can
Eyes glued to the future and scanning,
Never expect things to go to plan;
But the solution is simple and like you
I can seal it with my hands
But I'd rather live my life eyes shut
A widely opened book
With the footprints on my skin to show for it
**** pouring it up, I'm engulfed in it
And threading delicate alibis out of my lonliness
Parading through the chaotic hangover with the ambition
Of a tectonic force.
Aug 11, 2020
Aug 11, 2020 at 1:34 AM UTC
An old diner to sit down,
Chuck's bodies are digging out the grave now
Who's got time to try to lie
When the boss had a niece
Until you blew her brains out from behind.
Quiet.
They don't know that, slow the roll back.
Take a breath and compose that,
"You don't know anything" face, show that.
Shake your head no, Sam.
Randall tells a lie to buy some time
But why?
Does it matter when evidence is climbing up
Like ladder to expose the truth.
If the bell tolls, Chuck, it's rung for you.
Keep that calm face for now,
Knowing you tied your own noose.
It's too late to turn back on anything,
It's too late to turn back on everything.
Nov 11, 2019
Nov 11, 2019 at 10:08 PM UTC
The job is done now, see.
You let your mind start to race,
Where a clear conscious once stood,
Death sits calmly in its place.
You look in the mirror to see a bit clearer.
How did we get here so fast?
Retrace a memory from the past.
In a job you didn't like,
You took for your family, that's clear,
All the cards were laid just right,
I can hear that phone ringing from here.
Miss Fitch was coming in hot
So you came back screaming on that wire,
Took a job in shady dealings.
One phone call and you're fired.
Now you're home, act natural.
Smile at all those right places
It was a trigger you had to pull,
Inside an internal war, he faces
Just don't look back, that's the present trick
Or your own mind may make you sick.
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 7:14 PM UTC
Chuck and I have been talking,
He says he's nervous to shoot,
I've got him strapped with a mean 22.
I told him the road he's going down,
There's no happy ending here
The angel was the first sign,
The waters ahead don't look clear
This is the calm, the storm is coming,
Better fix the windows while you can
Because, Chucky, the roof is about to leak
I warn you, we aren't going back to Sam.
Enjoy your peace in the moment,
Keep the liquor flowing and lit
But, we are about to sober up quick.
Those bodies aren't sitting in silence,
Quiet, you can hear their voices still
You've got a gun for quick violence,
They've got slow plans to ****
Oct 27, 2019
Oct 27, 2019 at 12:09 AM UTC
Ringing like a bell
Rolling in Hell
Sure was swell
You never could tell.
All along Route 66
Getting his kicks
Strumming and picks
Inventing the first licks.
Absolutely very
Completely necessary
Juicy like a cherry
Sweet as a Berry.
Down on your luck
Things sure can ****
Don't give a flying.....
Just listen to the man, Chuck.
Mar 29, 2017
Mar 29, 2017 at 5:00 AM UTC
They’ll be rockin’ in Heaven
Down St. Peter’s Gate Way.
Chuck Berry passed over,
But he still can play.
True King of Rock,
He’ll live for evermore.
And he’ll keep duck walking,
Along that golden shore.
His guitar keeps twanging,
Wah wah tlang tang tang.
Ya want a Showman?
Chuck’s still yer man.
He died at ninety.
It was very sad.
But now he’s up there,
I’m sure that God is glad.
He’ll love that Rock N Roll Music,
Chuck’s sense of humour too.
A touch of Devil also,
When he sings the blues.
So all you Saints and Angels,
You better move and hurry,
For they all want to dance with
That amazing Chuck Berry.
Paul Butters
Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 6:10 AM UTC
Hail, Hail, ole Chuck Berry,
I'll write you an obituary,
Baby boomers not so merry,
Hail, Hail, ole Chuck Berry,
His rock'n'roll shall never die,
The legends rock on in the sky,
Now none of us are quite so merry,
Goodbye, bon chance, to ole Chuck Berry,
God speed, you made us all feel merry,
Hail, Hail, ole Chuck Berry....
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 1:54 AM UTC
CHUCK BERRY PASSES AWAY A TRUE
LEGEND OF HIS TIME
HE WAS A MUSIC TRAIL BLAZER
HIS PASSING AWAY IS A CRIME
HE WAS THE FOUNDATION OF ROCK AND ROLL
THE GOD FATHER OF RHYTHM AND BLUES
HIS MUSIC HIS MOVES HIS GUITAR
WAS ROCK AND ROLL THROUGH AND THROUGH
MANY A MUSIC LEGEND OF TODAY
WAS INFLUENCED WITH HIS STYLE
ROCK AND ROLL AND CHUCK BERRY
WILL BE WITH US FOR A WHILE
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 10:32 PM UTC
It’s a cruel old, desperate world.
Yes it’s a cruel old, desperate world.
Don’t often do the blues,
But you’ll know it when I do.
So hard to be a Reject,
Yes, so very hard.
So lonesome on your own.
You know where I’m going.
Those women do the choosing,
Yes Siree.
They sure do the choosing
And they ain’t picking me.
No passing on my DNA,
The line stops here.
No children will I produce,
Though I ain’t a queer.
Can I say that now?
In this PC world.
Probably not,
But my flag’s unfurled.
Well I warned you all.
These are my blues.
I’d much rather be writing
About some blue suede shoes.
Chuck Berry rocks
I have to say.
Like him I’d rather
Send you smiling
On your way.
These blues are haunting
And full of soul.
I’d rather be uplifting.
That’s my goal.
Paul Butters
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 9:05 AM UTC
Stone
Crumbles.
Wood Rots.
People, Well
They Die.
But Things
As Fragile As
A Thought
A Dream
A Legend
They Can Go
On And On
- Chuck Palahnuik
Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 11:36 PM UTC
Aristocratic atrocities of hypocrisy
Un lock the box of Pandora
In the octave of C
Rock your socks till they bleed
Robot is optimus
Him possibly
A seed that screams
"I need to be freed"
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 11:11 PM UTC
Alcohol keeps me distracted
Until i realize
Our love was a drug
And you're still in my system
Aug 29, 2014
Aug 29, 2014 at 9:46 PM UTC