#revolting
She keeps misery on her side,
Time and again her wits break a tide.
In prairie fields her mind runs;
With mindful and curious puns.
There she goes skimming through
For something uncalled but yet true.
Her eyes, rolling up and down,
Wearing dark circles like a crown.
Wonders and questions here and there;
Their answers dipped in sweet éclair.
She savors each flavor whole,
With no curiosity to pull a toll.
In Euphoria she goes beyond the skyline
Curious and ecstatic, a feminine Feline.
Jul 28, 2025
Jul 28, 2025 at 3:42 PM UTC
Boy.
You are atrocious;
You are belligerent.
You cocky thing.
You disgust me.
Boy.
You are revolting;
You are untrustworthy.
You are not deserving of my time.
You are worthless.
Don't you dare come back to me.
I won't let you in.
Don't you dare try for me.
I can't let you in.
Boy.
You are idiotic,
Chaotic,
And the least exotic.
You are flour in the kitchen.
You are dandelions blowing in the wind.
You are useless.
You're the puppet now, and
I hold the strings.
You're the bell,
And I'm the freedom that shall ring.
You are nothing if I say you're nothing.
You're something until I give you something.
I created you.
I designed you.
I gave you life.
Don't you dare make me take it away.
Because, boy, I will.
Nov 23, 2019
Nov 23, 2019 at 11:14 PM UTC
Pour your pain in a mug
Let it steep until it's bitter
and too strong to taste
Sip slowly and let your lips
curl away in disgust
But still, let it slide down
your throat;
tepid, revolting.
Let the wafting stench fill your lungs
breathe in the toxins
Until your vision blurs and your head spins.
Feel the poison as it
corrupts your heart and
erupts into your body
Let it eat you alive
and rot you from the inside.
Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 8:58 AM UTC
All humans are broken inside
They are all just shattered glass
Held together
By some ****** up duct tape
The more they live
And move on in life
The more troublesome shards
Fall from them
They rot slowly
Until they are dead
They are all dead men
Each with a due date
Carved on their hearts
That is when their debts are due
And they have nothing
But their soul
To pay the price of living
Humans think they're so smart
But really, they're just as brain dead
As the next species
If not stupider
They have their cliques and societies
Those cute little clubs
Where they harass anyone
Who is considered other or lesser
While the animals roam free
Living short but happy lives
Without a care in the world
Except for the destruction
That the humans cause
In the natural order
How can they be considered superior just because they can have thought?
Thought only leads to depression
Thought only leads to jealousy
Thought only leads to killing
I am ashamed to say that I am a
Human.
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 4:40 PM UTC