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#derogatory
I think I found my solace. Under the never-looping azure above, I declare that I found my [solitary] sanctuary. When the noises continue to vibrate, the [pandemonium], the crowd seems nothing if I hide under my comfort s o l a c e t h . This heavenly, a thing that stops everything from [buzzing] is no ordinary stim ( s o l a c e t h ) I am happy (euphoria sensation, tingling inside my under parts.) I breathe inside my solaceth paradise. The solaceth, I put them in my veins, so of course I swallow my solaceth, I put them inside my veins, so of course sticking on my skull, lingering under the PLASTIC, ONLY CLAY skin of mine. It will never be faeces, because the solaceth is my blood now, even my saliva and ***** now taste like solaceth do you want to taste them? it will never be urines, because I drink my SOLACETH back. solaceth, [ d i s e a s e ? w h a t ? ] is me. I am solaceth, solaceth inside me now. Yes, maybe as you say, it's a virus. A virus for us to finally reach our utopian land! Forever sniffing, forever living, our SOLACETH!
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Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 11:16 AM UTC
Solace
Choose your words carefully, now Stick a coffee filter Between your mind and mouth Please try to control what comes out Hold your tongue Staple that muscle To the pinks of your gums Please just do it for my mom End the R-word Print it in a million books And watch the pages burn Put a stop to the harmful looks Terminate ******** It isn't a synonym for "absurd" It's not just a filler-word My cousin is not to be discarded If I could eliminate The word I hate I would cut the letters up And hide them away from the ones that I love Dispose of this nasty term Cut this expression down Watch this word infest with worms And let the death be the talk of the town
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May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 1:27 PM UTC
The Word I Hate
please don't say i'm "trouble" to my father my mother because i am an attractive young lady and boys will come calling. that is not a compliment. "she's trouble." that makes me feel like it's my fault that boys will regard me in disgusting ways, will want to slip a hand up my skirt, leave. make me feel it's my fault that he doesn't love me anymore because i wouldn't let him shove his **** in me like he desperately begged me to. *we've been together for seventeen months i love you, please **** my **** no i will not feel guilty i will not let him take what's mine. and he leaves to find someone who will bend to every i love you and please over a table so he can bury himself inside her. compliment me. call me : pretty smart kind compassionate creative stop saying i'm trouble because my face is nice it's not my fault that boys believe that girls are born to cater to their every throbbing ******** in sunday church get down on your knees and pray face buried in the pelvis of God. ironic.
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 7:13 PM UTC
TROUBLE IS NOT A SYNONYM FOR PRETTY