#twoface
she reminded me of pennies
worthless
two faced
and in everybody's pants
Nov 2, 2020
Nov 2, 2020 at 10:17 PM UTC
When you are alone,
With me by your side,
You talk and you talk,
Making me believe
That
This person is sweet,
But they're cold,
Spilling innards behind closed doors,
Yet
When they open,
People walk in,
I'm a rag-doll,
You throw me around,
Terrorizing me, I dare say,
A slap to the face
From Two-Face
What am I to you?
A tool - that's obvious,
But I thought we were friends,
Well,
How naive am I?
I'm an ear,
I'm an easy trusting fool,
Always a tool,
How cruel..
When I try,
You shoot me down,
I'm the idiot,
You're the mastermind,
So I wouldn't mind
When I'm put in my place,
By Two-Face..
We're so close,
So there's no running away
From your fists,
Or your words,
No escape,
But then again,
There never was.
- Jay M
August 3rd, 2019
Aug 11, 2019
Aug 11, 2019 at 12:14 PM UTC
The creativity i once had is gone
and i am left with my minds ashes
to identify who i am and what is special about my dying heart.
The excitement i once felt has completely faded and i can no longer see where i am going or what the future holds.
My happiness has vanished and i am tired of trying to be the person i once was.
I fell down this hole faster than an elephant falling of a cliff ,
and the only way to get out of it is being someone i despise.
What a shame there is no easy way up.
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 1:50 PM UTC
I've had enough
Your love
Your care
You sweet talks and lovely stare
I've had enough
Of you face
Your attitude
Your words
Your insolent way of thinking
Your racist joke
I've had enough
Let me die
**** me twice
But you'll never change
Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 12:34 AM UTC
There is a man
Who likes to pretend
That he's pure and holy
When really his mouth only spews out baloney
*These hands of mine,
a thousand men have bested
and thrice that the ladies
they have pleasured!*
This man likes to wear all white,
And on his head he props a halo.
He hides his forked tongue in plain sight
With which he claims to be a fine ole fellow
*These friends of mine
All shapes, all colours, every walk of life
All indebted to me
Oh! Without me,
they couldn't survive!*
But like the viper in Aesop's fable
Your trust he repays the only way he's able
With your paramour he'll try his luck
Rejected he'd say "All I wanted was a free ****
*No matter, for with any luck
The old lady will let me out
There are girls who've taken my buck
And they'll take it again without a doubt*
So of this false angel be wary
A conscience he has not
Web of lies and deceit his main plot
For he has no friends only quarry
***Here lies A
Certainly a class Act
For when the reaper came to play
You can be sure no one wept***
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 2:03 PM UTC