#hydra
i feel like the weight of my world
is on my shoulders,
a self-inflicted
Atlas curse.
my actions
are coming back
to knock me down
and crush my resolve.
i'm so close.
so close to getting everything fixed.
and i push the boulder
up the hill as Sisyphus did.
but every time i near the zenith,
i make one small misstep,
and everything slips from my hands,
rolling me flat again.
mere assignments
feel like labours of Hercules,
impossible trials,
with the intent of divine punishment.
if i slay the Hydra,
will i pass english class?
Jan 9, 2025
Jan 9, 2025 at 9:55 AM UTC
We never thought in our lives that elders dying will be amongst our lives,
losing our loved ones is a heartache, but the virus you put out is a treacherous outbreak.
No compassion, sympathy or souls you have, because all Bill Gates has is a chip in hand.
The world was once sought to be a beautiful place, until a ****** was born out of place.
The corruption of this world isn't because of you or me, but the one who stands before us on the high chair of a governmental seat.
The serpents tongue slivers and shakes and the lies come out it's poisonous stake.
We need to come together as a whole, forget the fear because end is near, we must run with armed forces in our hands to the throne and temple at arms to cote and **** the snake with 7 heads, each and every one at once to destroy what' is coming to us.
Then hopefully we will survive, but we mustn't give up without a fight.
How dare they force to vacc and chip us with their evil redemption of a cast pit plan, masking us to the point of a hypoxia death.
We the people need to make a stand, forget the rest and fight the Medusa head which lays amongst our earth.
We must banish, and forbid, to stretch away it's evil temptress of all for then once again we can live a life for all.
Nov 13, 2020
Nov 13, 2020 at 12:11 PM UTC
* *The Dragon steals the waters of life,
The Dragon steals the waters of life,
The Dragon steals the waters of life,* *
* a Hydra eats those who lie. *
*This is the story of
Darr-en Gunn,
His life was a
short-en-ed one.
While hunting some snakes
having no lucky breaks.
Found himself consumed by a
gi-ant one.
Was warned of one snake,
the seven-headed Drake.
Found himself consumed by a
gi-ant one.
In Old Foggie swamps lies a place
he haunts.
With a hunter digesting in a
Dra-gon!
*The Dragon steals the waters of life,
The Dragon steals the waters of life,
The Dragon steals the waters of life,* *
* a Hydra eats those who lie.
All children should learn
of a swamp that churns.
In a place where they say
the wa-ter burns!
Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 11:14 AM UTC
“It's dark inside. It's where my demons hide.”
Ha! If only it were as easy as demons, darling!
Demons at least are predictable.
But no.
Inside is where my hydra lives
With too many heads to count.
And each time I cut off one
Two more grown.
They all want something different.
They never agree,
The voices in my head.
They scream at me and never stop.
The only thing that keeps me from going insane--
Well, there isn't anything.
Guess that's why I'm like this.
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 3:02 PM UTC
The hat he wore with ease
Indoors and onstage
The raspy baritone, the sage
The jeweler with words
That sparkled in our minds
The smiling cynic
The optimist at times
Brave, uncompromising
Knowing it would soon end
We wanted it darker
He knew we did
So he gave it to us straight
Our rhyming friend
I've been to Hydra
Stood outside his home
It's a simple place
Where cars do not roam
I breathed the same air
Marveled at the deep blue sea
I was drawn there by his spirit
By his poetry
And now he's gone
We shall carry on today
We have to
He would have wanted it this way
And we will surely miss him
For us, he does pray.
Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 12:22 AM UTC
you passed by
like a hurricane
a tsunami following your wake,
you turned my world upside
I had no choice
but to go along for the ride,
so much happened
I thought
it must have been years
but it was only a second
that you passed me by,
in a whirlwind
so fast
so driven
you didn't notice
I slipped my heart into your pocket,
and you kept on going
leaving me behind,
forgetting...
I know not where you have gone,
but I wonder
if you ever took your hands off the beast of life
and dared to relax them in your pocket,
if you would find my heart there, still,
or perhaps it fell out
tumbled down into the bush
on one of your adventures,
lost forever,
it hurts
it hurts so bad
that you have my heart
but I do not blame you
for not giving yours in return
no,
for you didn't know I gave you mine,
to blame you would be unfair,
so I shan't tell you of the tears I've cried
from my loss
my pining
no I do not blame you
for not returning a love
you don't know begs returning.
Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 9:55 PM UTC
You
make me weak
disregard
my wants and needs
You
bite me inch by inch
run your hands through my hair
kiss my neck
shove your hand down my pants
You
arouse me
more than is necessary
You
invite an animal
to stay in my heart
in my soul
You
bring out the beast in both of us
You,
want to play a game
to have a little fun
to **** around for the night
then venture back
again
into the wilderness
leaving me
wondering
what any of that really meant
You
make me weak
shaking knees
lightly pressing
my safe word is "Red"
Red
Red
**** you
******* listen
RED
You
take away my ability
to say no
to know what's right
You
make everything seem okay when you're here
and everything scary and lonely when you're not
You
want to touch me
but
You
don't want me
I
want both
yes
I
want
YOU
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 9:02 PM UTC