#livid
it wasn't my intention to embarrass you
perhaps i acted rashly
but knowing what he said to you
made me livid, would it have been better to have treaded bashfully
i cannot stand for my friends to be treated so nastily
myself is another matter entirely
i have a problem letting things go
maybe i need to grow
Jul 3, 2021
Jul 3, 2021 at 3:27 PM UTC
You hurt me again for the hundredth time
You linger in every song I sing and incessant rhyme
But today it clicked that I don’t deserve this
Swing and a miss three strikes you’re out *****
My life has no room for you
So go find another girl with whom to do what you do
I’m sick of this **** and I’ve had enough
I’m protecting my heart now and I’m more than tough
I’m capable and stable and I don’t need you here
I’ve realized your toxicity after another long year
No man can chain me down any longer
Each time you try to break me I rise up even stronger
The words bounce off of my bulletproof vest
You’re frustrated they have no impact and they don’t pass the test
My ribs are a cage and it’s made of hard steel
Now you’re beginning to realize these threats are quite real
I’ll drop you on your *** like you’ve done to me
Plenty of times now it’s your turn to see
I’m ****** and I’m livid and there’s no going back
My words are my power and with them I attack
Defensive and ignorant you act likes it’s nothing
You can’t seem to see that I’m no longer bluffing
I said goodbye with a wave and “ta-ta”
With a bag on my back and my mouth chewing straw
I’m leaving you now and this is truly the end
After what you did to me I’ll let that friend request pend
I hate to say that I still love your stupid face
But the way you speak to me lacks all poise and grace
You’re kind of like poison running through my veins
And on my heart you left inkblots like indiscernible stains
But I’m better now that you’re off my chest
Like I’m free from my confines and able to rest
I’ll do what I want
And what I’ve got I’ll flaunt
We’re done and it’s over
Yet you make my soul feel hungover
Did I just rhyme a word with itself?
Look what you've done to me you left me to rot on a shelf
Your little statue that you admired like a brand new toy
That you quickly got sick of like an immature boy
I hope you got what you wanted because I sure did
My head ******* on straight and a sense of worth you forbid
Exhausting each ounce of effort in my mind
You have the audacity to complain about how your day’s a grind
Thank God I came to my senses and the coop I flew
I think past your thick skull my words finally got through
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 5:50 PM UTC
A calm winter night.
The street lights at the window sill did not seem to embrace my room as I was seated beyond my desk.
The unlit screen still seemed bright for when it carved its image in my eyes,
The glass display shattering in millions of shards piercing through my paper skull.
An etymology of communication, the relation of electrical currents through my crevasses,
The empty eyesockets in my skull ridden with blood, pus and ink, oozing out of my empty casket on what remained of the abandoned framework in the chair, corroded to unidentifiable bits of gore
A steaming pile of putrid mass desecrating the serenity of the chamber,
decorating the walls with mould and algae
A murky portrait indeed.
Tangling vines carress the oxidated heaps of sticks and bones, they feel it, they long for it
Mutilating the sheer remains of contorted steel and ivory as the ink chants its final tune.
Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 8:00 PM UTC
i want to scream
i want to cry
i want to breakdown
i want to kick
i want to throw
why are we back
to the nonsense no one believes
why are we back
to the threats
the violence
the unfair trial
and the lack of respect
i thought we were getting better
i thought we had finally fixed it
i was wrong
and i am more mad
at myself
for thinking that anything would get better
you don't understand
you're not hearing me out
you're shutting me down
and i don't know what to do
why am i to blame
for someone else's doing
why am i the one to be
screamed at
threatened
cursed at
and why am i the one to be
here
i don't want to be here
i want to run away
and leave
like a rebellious teenager
trying to figure out
who they are
but I'm not a teenager
and I'm not
typically rebellious
i know
who i am
i go by the rules
test the small ones
always try to please
and never disrespect
so why
why am i being kicked out of my own house
that I've lived in my entire life?
because
because my dad's girlfriend left ***** pots by the sink
and i didn't clean them.
i was not asked to clean them
it was not my mess
it had nothing to do with me
i didn't even see them
because i was not even home
but my dad is kicking me out
because i didn't do the ridiculous
Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 12:40 AM UTC
Tick
Tock
As seconds go by, so does my patience.
That nonstop noise is such a nuisance,
It's ticking me off!
Something is brewing,
Much more than a storm
I feel the last of my sanity
Chipping away and plunging into Hell.
An icy hand wrenches my heart,
Which is held by worn strings.
A vengeful spirit takes my place
And forces me to be their host.
My phalanges are vibrating
To the pounding of my vocal chords
As they snap one by one.
Maybe a little of my strength....
No harm in a little scolding....
What could possibly go -
Look. You did it again.
Another step towards being inhuman.
Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 10:27 PM UTC
Livid rage roars,
resounding repentance
rots me from inside.
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 5:28 AM UTC
I was all good
Slowly letting go
Then you appeared
On my phone
It was only a picture
Not only did she look amazing
Like the most perfect
I have never known
I know she wouldn't
Just do so, sitting at home
She never went to that much effort
For me
So for who?
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 1:30 PM UTC
My words, devoid of meaning, are
scratches in the absence of creation, are
tides influencing the oceans of existence
to wash away the footsteps of
yesterday's misguided directions,
to drown out the deafening silences
with the sound of crashing cascades.
Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 9:02 AM UTC
This is my debut
This is not up for dispute
I have a few things I want to converse with you
God gave me a gift to share with you
Anything and everything of life is beautiful
I’m what you call a living miracle
My essence, my walk, my talk, and my ways
Puts the evil doers to shame
Greatness is my name
Shaakira Rahnae
S H A A K I R A R A H N A E
Only for the ones who can’t read
I’m everything the maker created me to be
Living my life but reassuring I live out my infamous dream
So that little boys and little girls can seek their destiny just like me
No more fearing
More overcoming
This power I contain you can’t take that from me
ONLY GOD CAN!
Humble and sweet, yes that’s me
I’ll have you adoring the way I speak
Every bit of five feet plus three
Natural hair and petite
Living eccentric and free
Use my thoughts to eat
I repeat
This is my debut
This is not up for dispute
Thank you
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 12:23 AM UTC