#kinda
what are we,
what we are,
are we what?
quitting, make you look,
so quite ******* stupid.
everything would be amused at at you,
how much,
a worthless *****
we all are.
the world will know,
what you did,
none cant be forgiven.
so don't bother ******* trying.
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 11:11 PM UTC
****** in my eyes, death incarnate
Broken by your lies, violence consummate.
On the pile, you brake and bleed
On your knees, you'll beg and pleed
Im not the man you used to know.
Im screaming rage your deathblow
Agony, you say my name, blood curdle life in vain. Finale time you see my face, your bloodline i'll erase.
Guitar solo, scale, vibrato, leading into whammy bar, crescendo,
Cords cascade, melodic notes are played, but this song will be played at your grave.
Dec 29, 2025
Dec 29, 2025 at 3:50 PM UTC
They said as the girl grows
the less the father knows
the once daddy's little princess
would be a conniving *****
and he wouldn't be superman
just a man who screams and hits
and as she sees the world
she wouldn't see just a father
she'd see an uncle a husband a man
and question is she was in a trance
a trance thinking he will always be a savior
till one day he comes home not sober
and he starts being conservative
to protect her from eyes like his
unknown that she has seen enough
he doesn't know about the hands that laid
how she screamed "dad come help"
hoping he'd save the day
but alas he isn't there
he's in a far away land
a land where her grades are slipping away
doors locked and room always a mess
how she learned to talk back
slam doors, hit walls
so he lays a hand too
and names it "discipline"
now she dreams to leave the house she knows
she's behind the locked doors waiting for eighteen
Jul 29, 2025
Jul 29, 2025 at 8:36 AM UTC
Now knows
What it feels like
To get your ears pierced at Claire's
Jul 16, 2024
Jul 16, 2024 at 3:33 AM UTC
so many people
have written about the heart.
why not about feet?
Aug 29, 2023
Aug 29, 2023 at 10:11 PM UTC
life from the crossroads,
meeting a blood clot
already thickened from
running sweat, a stone's
throw from a ***** four
letter word: P-A-S-T
in another stream (one
wayward than my own)
i would be he, shivering
and possibly unrepentant,
emphatically gone too
far beyond anyone's
morals.
yet in another, i live out
the dreams of the father,
or 'sins' if pure honesty
had its say. what i wouldn't
give for a beautiful wife,
obedient children, a gold
standard like this stanza's
length; prosperous--
preposterous. in my own
uncharted stream, i would
live out troye's dream. free
on the inside, eons removed
from demi's 'sober'. what
choice does one have but
to make pop stars their
patron saints? maybe
mr. a-z has the answer?
scribes and stagehands,
satirists and spirits so
wishfully kindred, i smile
in solidarity. each line a
flame of pathos, each tap
a letter in loosening of
veins, like makeshift gifts
of a medium we inhabit.
to my girl, a lady-to-be
of such unwavering faith,
love someone even when
the party's over. keep
your billie eilish close by
like a bluebird in my heart;
highwayman to highwoman.
but most of all to Him,
patient with my inevitable
candidness just as he would
if my bargain held up. if we
were in love, I might just
learn to trust myself again.
Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 6:43 AM UTC
you kinda cute
just kinda?
she objects,
oops,
clearly, a misspoken misadventure,
a middling-compliment
only, kinda?
she kinda further harrumphs
and goes back to a game of solitaire
“oh yes, everyone has their own cute,
yours, is kinda yours,
in a kinda cutie way,
don’t ask me to kinda define it,
that!
would be kinda impossible”
she drops the sujet and I
pat nat on the back
for his slick escape,
not realizing that he been played,
when she, informed a poem been writ,
said, oh is the kinda poem done then?
kinda
****
1/17/19 900am
Oct 18, 2019
Oct 18, 2019 at 10:53 AM UTC
We are all addicts
for all the things in our lives
that we can't control.
Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 2:59 AM UTC
Tell me them
Please
I want to hear you say it
I don't care if you don't mean it
Lie to me
I can't stand this
This unspoken hell
The hell that was unleashed suddenly
Talk to me at least
Please
Stay
Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 10:45 PM UTC
Sink
Sink into me
Breathe me in
Breathe me out
Drink my skin
Love me
Hold me
Die with me
.
<insert static text>
Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 2:05 PM UTC
I want to ask you questions that you’re not going to want to answer. I miss the parts of you that you’re hiding away. There’s a guy that is rocking back and forth to our left and you show me him with your eyes; I want to trust you more than anything in this world.
Do you think of her? Do you miss her? Have you spoke? I’m scared I don’t believe you.
I drink wine now, I loathe this day. My skin is itchy and I miss the way your cheek feels against mine, you’ve never felt this far and one time I slept away from you for a full month-
Is this right? Is this real?
I miss your skin. I miss feeling connected with you, I miss being able to feel secure. I miss when I saw your hands move and didn’t wonder about her, I miss the purity, the simple,
I never was supposed to like the taste of wine. The guy is rocking. The guy is rocking.
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 12:12 AM UTC
I'm high from my train of thoughts
The thoughts, that's slowly killing me
And became the monster under my bed
For the past couple of years.
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 8:59 AM UTC
Here’s to the girl who hates repetition.
Here’s to the eyes that always wander and
Here’s to the nights where she lived on a little longer.
Here’s to the skies that bloom with ambition
Here’s to the heart that races over the word no and
Here’s to the girl who never might know.
Here’s to the gun in her head, loaded with ammunition
Here’s trigger rusted with wear
Here’s to the heart strings yet to tear.
Here’s to the broken and shattered rendition,
From hells unbidden and noise unridden
Here’s to the girl who remains hidden
Here’s to the walls lit with a fiery ignition
Here’s to the times of late night fruition
Here’s to all that ****** repetition.
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 4:55 PM UTC
M: "Thats my favorite tree, the one with the weird branches." (arms)
L: "Oh, the one without a head?."
M: "Yeah."
Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 4:30 PM UTC
I’m in the pool dancing and then I’m not
My mind is far and my body is static
I stand there but where?
I’m so lost but I haven’t moved
I’m at the bar talking and then I’m not
My mind is travelling and my body is marble
the words stop coming because I’m not here
But where am I?
I’m reading, devouring the chapter and then I’m Not
My eyes glitter over and my body remains
I travelled away but I don’t know where
Any empty true nothing
The world moved and progressed
The people around me walked and talked
But I stood there fixed
Thinking of nothing
Going anti clock wise in a wave of progression
I’m disassociating again. I don’t know why I don’t know where
And all I seem to do is glare
maybe into the nothingness , maybe into the past
I’m writing rhymes in my pad and then I’m not
the pen and the lines evanesce
I’d like to come back.
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 5:23 AM UTC
If I could show you the depths of my heart. The softness of my voice when the trees are in ears, and my thoughts aligned and unified like the stars.
If I could share with you just an hours time, I would give to you...no, grant you this. A passage through the valley of mind where the still light shines.
If I knew you better I'd still be afraid.
If I knew you less I wouldn't be scared.
Because as confusion, and wishes, and unspoken thoughts rain down like the April days which fell away. So also does my head now fall in earnest hope, that your words, however few, will never be stripped away.
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 1:51 AM UTC
I'm always here for you
Here, where I always am
Ready to be your shoulder
Or to be your laughter
And at the end of the day
My shoulders slump
And my smile decays
I always each out first
But, you're not good at texting back
To me
See, you're not good at being here
For me
Surrounded, I always seem
But only because I surround myself
Not because they surround me
So here I am
But don't worry
I'll always be there for you
Even if
You're never there for me.
Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 11:11 PM UTC
My favourite place is in the breeze
Or in between the sea and sand.
My cup of coffee close at hand
The cooing doves a gentle tease
Another place I like to go
Is up amidst the mountain snow.
A cup of schnapps to warm my heart
And make a man feel mighty smart
Where’s your place?
where do you hide?
A quite space?
Or a love that died?
Choose to write a beautiful thing
Something sweet, sweet as sin!
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 8:02 PM UTC
The world always seems to leave me speechless
I don't understand, the things that you needed
Can we trust what they're showing on TV
If reality's a lie
So drag me back to the classics, I think
I need something for this ache
So take me back to yesterday
Today's one day too late
When I don't trust the words of the ones that hold me close
Its getting close enough to be a threat, I think
The air you expel leaves me so **** breathless
With all of this time, I expected advances
So tear down with disregard
There is nothing for me to hide
I wish I could read in a mix of context
Believe you me, this isn't a contest
Tear down this disregard
I've been running short on time
You keep running once you hit the ground
I'm barely here, but you keep screaming at me
Or at least, what used to be
You're late to the party being burnt down in your name
I'm leaving footsteps in the ashes
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 4:57 AM UTC
Well, well.
What am I experiencing here?
A growth in my personality,
Or am I reflecting my peers?
As a shy small bug,
I felt as if my mouth made no sound.
But recently, that's not the case.
It feels as if my life has turned around!
Because, I am no longer afraid of what I have to say.
I am no longer afraid of what's inside!
Because that fear has grown exponentially,
To become something outside of my own mind.
I am no longer afraid of myself.
No, I am afraid of you!
I am afraid of what could happen, yes!
I am afraid of what you'll make me do.
I am afraid of the dark,
Yet I simply won't sleep with light.
I am afraid of these monsters,
But if I live without them, I might die.
I am afraid of endless possibilities,
A burglary happens every fifteen seconds!
I am afraid of what you'll say to me,
If I tell you I am not perfect.
But, ha,
You already knew that, didn't you?
Silly me.
What am I afraid of?
Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 11:40 PM UTC
A promise,
A sentence,
And a far away place.
Soft spoken words carry
Across several days.
This promise,
This sentence,
This far away place, (farther now)
States that you'll never fall flat
To the ones you amaze.
Promising this sentence
In a far away place (farther still)
Says the next time you fall flat
Should never happen.
If this does happen in another far away place (closer now)
The sentence dissipated, the promise meaningless.
Like it was never formed.
But there are ones who remember its existence,
Aren't there?
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 3:30 AM UTC
Glory,
The name of my love
The one who makes me feel as high as the clouds above
I love you so much it hurts when you are not here
Please dont replace me..that would be my biggest fear
You can have *** with others I dont mind
Though I might be...because of this blind
Since I let you get touched by those who dont deserve it
No they dont deserve it one single bit
I want to stuff their lungs with a crow
Dont cry dear...it pains me to see you having a woe
I want to see you smile
This would make my day worthwhile...
I want to marry ya maybe I am insane
Or perhaps I am naive, but you make me gain...(determination)
I love you, you should be mine
Thinking this way is not a crime ?
I love you...please dont break my heart
Even if this is something like a restart
But I do love you so I am writing this
You fill my days with endless bliss
~ Umi
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 8:15 PM UTC