#distaste
I'm your knight in shining armour
I'm your bane, your adipose
I'm the reason you're not happy
I'm your **** your tuberose.
You're my shock, my half cooked omelette
You're my biscuit never picked
You're my very painful fracture
You're the fur ball cats have sicked.
He's the one you should be courting
He's the one that hides distaste
He's the martyr, self inflicted
He's the life that's gone to waste.
She's the one that smiles at no-one
She's the girl that lives alone
She's the happy, carefree songbird
She's the chocolate scoffing crone.
Count your blessings maid of plenty
Lucky that you've never cared
Comatose to squires, to gentry
That beating lump you've never shared.
Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 12:50 PM UTC
The stickiness of the gel
That never leaves your fingers
The smell that forever lingers
The distaste that stays at
the back of your mouth.
It could be annoying to have
But inevitable to give.
Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 1:31 PM UTC
i'm
sorry
that
every
word,
i
write
bleeds
in
dark
ink...
scratches
on
to
your
skin,
like
pen
on
rough
papers...
i'm
sorry
if
i
don't
use
my
words,
the
way
it
should
be
when
i
write
you.
Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 9:46 AM UTC
This is a cry of a person dissatisfied
the faint feeling of a blank stare stating:
Here I look upon the world,
to which I am dreadfully attached
I regret to love it so much
as I cling on harshly, gaping;
it is full of distaste and resentment.
I tried to see everything in it,
I have lived and saw life without grace
and sin devours envy controls hate
and men die holding their pride
and selfishness corrupted the soul.
It is without a doubt that I -
who swore to be free of the earth
withheld of freedom and deemed memory
a clean slate again.
Oct 8, 2017
Oct 8, 2017 at 10:17 AM UTC
The more you try to tell me
What is right
And what is wrong,
What I should do
And what I should not,
The more you make me
Want to face-plant
Into a wood chipper.
And yet,
You continue to speak.
Oct 28, 2016
Oct 28, 2016 at 9:39 PM UTC
The **** is so thick
It is impossible to clean now
It has caked onto the walls
Sickening as it is
When you see it you close your eyes
Still it is there and you now know
You know as soon as you follow
Unfollow
It's now in your brain
Because without taste
It was in your face
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 1:16 AM UTC
My voice explodes from within my soul,
hatred stemming from my broken heart,
blinded by smoke from your heart of coal,
wondering how we tore apart.
While fire emanated from our love,
the heat became too hot to handle,
I should wear a glove when holding you,
but my insatiable hunger I cannot resist.
You are the dinner I have slaved for,
a great idea, soon to be a chore.
Like a child biting a hot meal,
only to be reprimanded by mother,
a kiss from you I will steal,
even if the smoke does smother.
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 11:22 PM UTC
Glimpsed of innocence
Casually met
Words from strangers
A lot in common
Wine and smiles
Unsolicited lies
Cool distaste
Remnants of disrespect
Cracks in the ice
The inevitable rift
Fragmented faces
The corrosion of moments.
Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 12:24 AM UTC