#paintopower - Hello Poetry

Just when everything was pieced back together, it explodes. Gears and pulleys no longer function as they should. No respect, or decency for an abused harborer of blood. Each time stripped and pulled apart. Restructured with stitches of lies and broken promises. Cracked open by the unworthy. Tainted by ***** hands, and chipped blackened finger nails. Cut and infected, poisoned and bruised. Stupid thing. Crying "love me, love me!" over again. **** it learn! No longer make yourself out of soft, breakable, easily torn. Instead surround with metal and iron. Impenetrable. Make it so. I blame you. I will stitch your mouth shut with iron thread. I will make it so that you beat only to live a little longer. I will stop listening, I will no longer allow you to have a say. You will become nothing to me. I am sending you to the basement, I am taking all feelings away. You will no longer roam free. You will become my unspoken shame. You will be the secret that I keep. No one will come to know you. No one will ever see you again. You cease to exist this very day. I will not feed you, I will allow you to die. I will chain you up and watch you wither away. You don't deserve to live for what you have done to me. I trusted you to many times and now you must pay. I lock you up. I bury you deep. The only link you have to me is the blood you pump through my veins. I owe you nothing. From this day forward you are dead to me.

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Jul 15, 2014

Jul 15, 2014 at 5:48 AM UTC

Vanzy

Betrayed

Just when everything was pieced back together, it explodes. Gears and pulleys no longer function as they should. No respect, or decency for an abused harborer of blood. Each time stripped and pulled apart. Restructured with stitches of lies and broken promises. Cracked open by the unworthy. Tainted by ***** hands, and chipped blackened finger nails. Cut and infected, poisoned and bruised. Stupid thing. Crying "love me, love me!" over again. **** it learn! No longer make yourself out of soft, breakable, easily torn. Instead surround with metal and iron. Impenetrable. Make it so. I blame you. I will stitch your mouth shut with iron thread. I will make it so that you beat only to live a little longer. I will stop listening, I will no longer allow you to have a say. You will become nothing to me. I am sending you to the basement, I am taking all feelings away. You will no longer roam free. You will become my unspoken shame. You will be the secret that I keep. No one will come to know you. No one will ever see you again. You cease to exist this very day. I will not feed you, I will allow you to die. I will chain you up and watch you wither away. You don't deserve to live for what you have done to me. I trusted you to many times and now you must pay. I lock you up. I bury you deep. The only link you have to me is the blood you pump through my veins. I owe you nothing. From this day forward you are dead to me.

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Pain . Realization . Loneliness . Surroundings . Family Issues . Spirituality . Failures . Mistakes Things from where deep quotes arise!!

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May 28, 2025

May 28, 2025 at 5:02 AM UTC

Arna_writes

Echoes from the Inside

Pain . Realization . Loneliness . Surroundings . Family Issues . Spirituality . Failures . Mistakes Things from where deep quotes arise!!

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Once the sky darkens and when the world sleeps... let's fly. You're not awake to see it but I'm truly a spectacle. When the darkness covers the sky and moonlight cascades what's below, you're missing an anomaly. You're gonna miss my flight. Dodging the trees and hunting the prizes that hide in incognito, meanwhile I'm just coasting. No pressure. No pressure. I'm still surviving. I'm still flying. Earth awakens with the sun and I bloom from beneath the shadows gallantly roaming the blue looking down at where I once was eager to stay up. Regardless of will or reluctance, you pay your respects to what soars above. You know I'll thrive from your revere, or lack thereof. The dominance remains. Along side the clouds I'll reign. No pressure. No pressure. I'm still thriving, I'm still flying. Confident. Regal. Alluring. Naked. Endearing. Beauty is one thing but this one is stunning. It's majesty and it's charm are really something. Simply poetry in flight. Sailing the skies, scaling these heights. As fresh as the air, it's refreshing to stare. He's his best when he's up there. No pressure. No pressure. I'm now gliding. This is flying. This is a tribute to The Owl, The Eagle, The Crane. The Thinker, The Strong, The Triumph. This is a tribute to The little Bahamian boy. This is a tribute to me.

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Jun 30, 2019

Jun 30, 2019 at 11:03 PM UTC

ToniFromAccounting

Bird.

Once the sky darkens and when the world sleeps... let's fly. You're not awake to see it but I'm truly a spectacle. When the darkness covers the sky and moonlight cascades what's below, you're missing an anomaly. You're gonna miss my flight. Dodging the trees and hunting the prizes that hide in incognito, meanwhile I'm just coasting. No pressure. No pressure. I'm still surviving. I'm still flying. Earth awakens with the sun and I bloom from beneath the shadows gallantly roaming the blue looking down at where I once was eager to stay up. Regardless of will or reluctance, you pay your respects to what soars above. You know I'll thrive from your revere, or lack thereof. The dominance remains. Along side the clouds I'll reign. No pressure. No pressure. I'm still thriving, I'm still flying. Confident. Regal. Alluring. Naked. Endearing. Beauty is one thing but this one is stunning. It's majesty and it's charm are really something. Simply poetry in flight. Sailing the skies, scaling these heights. As fresh as the air, it's refreshing to stare. He's his best when he's up there. No pressure. No pressure. I'm now gliding. This is flying. This is a tribute to The Owl, The Eagle, The Crane. The Thinker, The Strong, The Triumph. This is a tribute to The little Bahamian boy. This is a tribute to me.

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Congrats you ! You did it ! You won. How does it feel ? You must be proud... cause you're an ******* Being the deciding factor was such the priority. Casualties of war, such a small price for authority. Here's a message to you, the ******* majority... "Please shoot, cause I'm shooting back." signed, The Minority. We're not the victor, don't give us your spoils. This ain't no "up rise". This is the end to the compromise. In the defense of The Antagonized, we're not responsible for this divide. We're not the victor, don't give us your spoils. We trusted the secrets. You were trusted to tell. We wanted to talk. You wanted to yell. We wanted to move on. You wanted to dwell. You destroyed our heavens and created our hells. We're not the victor, don't give us your spoils. We gave you a community. You and all your unwanted could have lived here. You had the fairness, the compassion, the love. We were in your corner, all of them. We were unwavering. You had us in the palm of your hand... so you crushed us. So here are the fruits of your labour. They're not so fresh. You're left with the flies and the stench! I hope this taste stains your tongue and the odor scorches your nostrils. After all, you've earned it... the spoils.

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Jun 15, 2019

Jun 15, 2019 at 3:25 PM UTC

ToniFromAccounting

"To the you goes the spoils"

Congrats you ! You did it ! You won. How does it feel ? You must be proud... cause you're an ******* Being the deciding factor was such the priority. Casualties of war, such a small price for authority. Here's a message to you, the ******* majority... "Please shoot, cause I'm shooting back." signed, The Minority. We're not the victor, don't give us your spoils. This ain't no "up rise". This is the end to the compromise. In the defense of The Antagonized, we're not responsible for this divide. We're not the victor, don't give us your spoils. We trusted the secrets. You were trusted to tell. We wanted to talk. You wanted to yell. We wanted to move on. You wanted to dwell. You destroyed our heavens and created our hells. We're not the victor, don't give us your spoils. We gave you a community. You and all your unwanted could have lived here. You had the fairness, the compassion, the love. We were in your corner, all of them. We were unwavering. You had us in the palm of your hand... so you crushed us. So here are the fruits of your labour. They're not so fresh. You're left with the flies and the stench! I hope this taste stains your tongue and the odor scorches your nostrils. After all, you've earned it... the spoils.

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