#sociopaths - Hello Poetry

The pain is absolutely unbearable Never enough to smoke, the bowl will never be filled I drink a lot more now Hoping to wash myself out of the bottom of the lowest canyon of my life Afraid Angry So Angry But at who? Bear my soul in a futile yet desperate attempt to reach her humanity I was unwise She made me eat my own heart while she and the man she loves took joy in toying with me Pulling out the last strings of faith and self worth I'm ashamed to admit that I can't stop crying during the smallest hours of the night She did this bereft of any anger or hate towards me You have to be human to be able to feel those emotions

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Jul 15, 2025

Jul 15, 2025 at 6:10 AM UTC

Vonstevenstien

Unbearable Pain

The pain is absolutely unbearable Never enough to smoke, the bowl will never be filled I drink a lot more now Hoping to wash myself out of the bottom of the lowest canyon of my life Afraid Angry So Angry But at who? Bear my soul in a futile yet desperate attempt to reach her humanity I was unwise She made me eat my own heart while she and the man she loves took joy in toying with me Pulling out the last strings of faith and self worth I'm ashamed to admit that I can't stop crying during the smallest hours of the night She did this bereft of any anger or hate towards me You have to be human to be able to feel those emotions

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Kiriaki Olivia Eleni Mada-lozi from Piraeus Greece Billy ugly Marcia, Sherry Shriki, Darni, Judy Gim, Alb- tch, Jeff Albr.. Henry Robert W Impotent ejaculator precosē. Charles manson's advocates; Henry Robert narcissistic your sociopath psychopath nurse from hell in LA CA. You aren't above the law Poisoners sterile hainas Susan WRat no. **** human predators human traficants to hell with you all- ratas inmundas! Emilia Velazquez thief IHSS should put you in jail And immigration take your green card stealing my savings and stimulus money cashed. Shame on you rata inmunda ladrona. Filthy rats Creeping animals **** of life Shoddy monstrosity. Subhuman Spectres of Hell **** vermins How much damaged you've done to me and my daughter's Poisoning them with hallucinogenic metamphetamins psychotropics without them knowing Then, blackmailing them to give up their parental rights to sterile haenas jealous medeas Add insult to injury to my family forcing psychiatric pill intake to hide your ancient crimes Your hate crime is now public susan ra-t-ano hell ***** You bought my grown daughter from the human predators I had escaped from 1982. Coward filthy **** ***** Vermin word raitano Poisonous serpent Waste of life I hate you and despise you. Two-legged rats I'm talking to you all because creeping creatures, even being the most cursed, compared to your evildoers vermin human predators, a creeping snake stands taller than you all. **** leeches **** cockraoches you who infects with bites, who hurts and who kills. Slanders trashing whoever is holy good and precious You Vermin Poisonous serpents Waste of life I hate you and despise you. I bind to you all my motherly pain I curse you in every life time. Two-legged filthy rats, I'm talking to you! because a creeping creature, even being the most cursed and ugly, in hell, on Earth unwelcome in heaven, compared to you **** brains. stands much taller. You're listening to me useless Hyena of Hell How much I hate you and despise you! **** leech **** cockraoch you who infects with bites, who hurts and who kills. Vermin Poisonous serpents In everyone's paradise. Waste of life I hate you and despise you. Two-legged my filthy rats I'm talking to you too ***** donors madalozi charms.bos henry welonek. because a creeping creature, even being the most cursed compared to you You stand even smaller. ~~~~~~~ Repost. By Paquita del Barrio And Karijinbba. 1976-present All Rights.

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Mar 8, 2021

Mar 8, 2021 at 9:35 PM UTC

karijinbba

Henry R W. ElizabethWG Susan W Rat no Arthur R

Kiriaki Olivia Eleni Mada-lozi from Piraeus Greece Billy ugly Marcia, Sherry Shriki, Darni, Judy Gim, Alb- tch, Jeff Albr.. Henry Robert W Impotent ejaculator precosē. Charles manson's advocates; Henry Robert narcissistic your sociopath psychopath nurse from hell in LA CA. You aren't above the law Poisoners sterile hainas Susan WRat no. **** human predators human traficants to hell with you all- ratas inmundas! Emilia Velazquez thief IHSS should put you in jail And immigration take your green card stealing my savings and stimulus money cashed. Shame on you rata inmunda ladrona. Filthy rats Creeping animals **** of life Shoddy monstrosity. Subhuman Spectres of Hell **** vermins How much damaged you've done to me and my daughter's Poisoning them with hallucinogenic metamphetamins psychotropics without them knowing Then, blackmailing them to give up their parental rights to sterile haenas jealous medeas Add insult to injury to my family forcing psychiatric pill intake to hide your ancient crimes Your hate crime is now public susan ra-t-ano hell ***** You bought my grown daughter from the human predators I had escaped from 1982. Coward filthy **** ***** Vermin word raitano Poisonous serpent Waste of life I hate you and despise you. Two-legged rats I'm talking to you all because creeping creatures, even being the most cursed, compared to your evildoers vermin human predators, a creeping snake stands taller than you all. **** leeches **** cockraoches you who infects with bites, who hurts and who kills. Slanders trashing whoever is holy good and precious You Vermin Poisonous serpents Waste of life I hate you and despise you. I bind to you all my motherly pain I curse you in every life time. Two-legged filthy rats, I'm talking to you! because a creeping creature, even being the most cursed and ugly, in hell, on Earth unwelcome in heaven, compared to you **** brains. stands much taller. You're listening to me useless Hyena of Hell How much I hate you and despise you! **** leech **** cockraoch you who infects with bites, who hurts and who kills. Vermin Poisonous serpents In everyone's paradise. Waste of life I hate you and despise you. Two-legged my filthy rats I'm talking to you too ***** donors madalozi charms.bos henry welonek. because a creeping creature, even being the most cursed compared to you You stand even smaller. ~~~~~~~ Repost. By Paquita del Barrio And Karijinbba. 1976-present All Rights.

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Every word shatters me, Like a piercing dart, Scraping what’s left of my Delicate heart. Why does nobody care? Are we all just heart-devouring bears Obsessed with current affairs? Is empathy now rare? Does no one dare? Dare to love; dare to care? Dare to just be there?

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Nov 8, 2018

Nov 8, 2018 at 5:22 PM UTC

angstyteen

Monsters

Every word shatters me, Like a piercing dart, Scraping what’s left of my Delicate heart. Why does nobody care? Are we all just heart-devouring bears Obsessed with current affairs? Is empathy now rare? Does no one dare? Dare to love; dare to care? Dare to just be there?

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Endless ropes tangle and grab each individual omnipotent thought of pleasure, denied gravity. Slowed down, brought to frivolous thoughts of relapse. Speeding through the flimsy nature of the ropes final stance. A noose of the future. A pivotal moment in comprehending, all of this temporary fixation of tragic dead-weight. I am nothing but god’s will, contrary to the greater good. The ropes rip through themselves and idealize Mistakes. Pleasures. Fixations themselves, alone and without a viewable malice. Distance is a deliberate blemish. I don’t need to view myself. I am falling through the ground and reaching a turning point. Again. And again. Faces and voices alike mean nothing until I beg for forgiveness of myself. Drifting between pressure tantamount to torture in solitude. Anyway, anytime, I am succeeding in being alone. Where is the recognition? This pleasure, is it faux? Grandiose indeed, a desperate attempt at reaching a point where days that exist and have existed are superficial. This recovery is relapse. I will fall back, the ropes still begging to hold me. They speak my name. My name is everything to them. They are in abundance, but I am obsequious. It is all fake. It is a testament to the reality of it all. I will grab myself, pulling as hard as I can until the ropes snap and I return to a brooding state. I ruminate. The rumination expands and breaks my body. Will I ever return to bliss? Or was I never there? Blemished and weak, always there. I bloom. Grandiosity returns, the ropes rekindle their romance in twos. It all ends. I have failed my reckoning. This is reality. A twist of fate that can only be seen, by god himself. Whomever he may be. I would like to meet him. He sounds like I would like him. I love him. He is eternity, is he not? The journey is dreadful, but the return is remorse. Nothing is right and nothing is wrong. Either way, I am hanged by ropes I have obliterated in a haste.

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Jan 15, 2018

Jan 15, 2018 at 5:14 PM UTC

Jbizzle1996

haste

Endless ropes tangle and grab each individual omnipotent thought of pleasure, denied gravity. Slowed down, brought to frivolous thoughts of relapse. Speeding through the flimsy nature of the ropes final stance. A noose of the future. A pivotal moment in comprehending, all of this temporary fixation of tragic dead-weight. I am nothing but god’s will, contrary to the greater good. The ropes rip through themselves and idealize Mistakes. Pleasures. Fixations themselves, alone and without a viewable malice. Distance is a deliberate blemish. I don’t need to view myself. I am falling through the ground and reaching a turning point. Again. And again. Faces and voices alike mean nothing until I beg for forgiveness of myself. Drifting between pressure tantamount to torture in solitude. Anyway, anytime, I am succeeding in being alone. Where is the recognition? This pleasure, is it faux? Grandiose indeed, a desperate attempt at reaching a point where days that exist and have existed are superficial. This recovery is relapse. I will fall back, the ropes still begging to hold me. They speak my name. My name is everything to them. They are in abundance, but I am obsequious. It is all fake. It is a testament to the reality of it all. I will grab myself, pulling as hard as I can until the ropes snap and I return to a brooding state. I ruminate. The rumination expands and breaks my body. Will I ever return to bliss? Or was I never there? Blemished and weak, always there. I bloom. Grandiosity returns, the ropes rekindle their romance in twos. It all ends. I have failed my reckoning. This is reality. A twist of fate that can only be seen, by god himself. Whomever he may be. I would like to meet him. He sounds like I would like him. I love him. He is eternity, is he not? The journey is dreadful, but the return is remorse. Nothing is right and nothing is wrong. Either way, I am hanged by ropes I have obliterated in a haste.

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It's about loving what you do for being who you are, tooting your own horn to celebrate yourself as you tumble out of your blog right on your Facebook. It's all about the you in you showcasing your own self to show what you got and prove why you're the star. The next big thing in social media: it's so over now. The new platform was old hat before you even upped the stats while tipping your hat to the old social platforms. Why? Content. It's all about posting original content so you can get caught in your social media network, haul yourself to shore, and fillet yourself on Twitter. It's about drinking outside of the box, parked, with a beer on your dashboard. Upping the stat-check until the chat stacks its own status update without you. It's about getting the apps BEFORE they are released so you get in on the ground floor as they leap from the burning upper levels. It's about following yourself until they know that you know that the blind are leading the ditch-diggers to water. Work smart, fish smart, let the net do the work as you socially engage the fish community on social media. -- Facebook boosted ads is where it’s at in posted social advertising. -- Instagram is a serious branding tool for brands of any kind, especially for ranch-hands of free-range cattle, cowboys and indian tech gurus. -- Boosted posts do well if you want posts to boost more frequently than existing fans or their friends. --You know your In-platform ad tracking analytics are top-notch when your train leaves without you from Big Six platform.

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May 8, 2017

May 8, 2017 at 5:38 PM UTC

connecthook

Linked In vs. Let Out

It's about loving what you do for being who you are, tooting your own horn to celebrate yourself as you tumble out of your blog right on your Facebook. It's all about the you in you showcasing your own self to show what you got and prove why you're the star. The next big thing in social media: it's so over now. The new platform was old hat before you even upped the stats while tipping your hat to the old social platforms. Why? Content. It's all about posting original content so you can get caught in your social media network, haul yourself to shore, and fillet yourself on Twitter. It's about drinking outside of the box, parked, with a beer on your dashboard. Upping the stat-check until the chat stacks its own status update without you. It's about getting the apps BEFORE they are released so you get in on the ground floor as they leap from the burning upper levels. It's about following yourself until they know that you know that the blind are leading the ditch-diggers to water. Work smart, fish smart, let the net do the work as you socially engage the fish community on social media. -- Facebook boosted ads is where it’s at in posted social advertising. -- Instagram is a serious branding tool for brands of any kind, especially for ranch-hands of free-range cattle, cowboys and indian tech gurus. -- Boosted posts do well if you want posts to boost more frequently than existing fans or their friends. --You know your In-platform ad tracking analytics are top-notch when your train leaves without you from Big Six platform.

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. *Zombie ego shouts Among bloodless dead columns That I once had lived*

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Oct 28, 2016

Oct 28, 2016 at 11:02 PM UTC