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Murphy Sep 2018
If you and I have such disdain. Then why the **** do you remain? While ties are cut, and I'm in pain. While lies erupt and lives are changed. Intwined with trust, you hide whats plain. Whats dried to dust, whats died in vain. Once shined now rusts once kind now rage. I find your lust, in time has drained. You fight you cuss, I cry I pray. My eyes seemed shut, while wide awake. Your mind corrupt despite your age. Our time is up, our lines have strayed. Once fine now ******, our shrine in flames. Once thrived now stuck, once pride now shame.
Murphy Sep 2018
There's a mom I cant coach and cant bandage.  Who's been wronged by emotional damage.   All alone in the cold on a farm.  I'd console since I know of this harm.  
              Its my own that has shown her this hurt.  Seeds ones sewn cant be grown in sad dirt.  If I'd known one was prone to desert, I'd expose you and told truths at first.
             Fifteen years doesn't buy you some grace?  Skipping tears you just try to escape.  Though its clear there's no side I can take.  Now I fear somethings died in my faith.
My mom used to date a wonderful women named Penryn and we called her Penguin.  And she cheated on her after 15 years and since they were both my moms I was upset and disappointed that one of my hero's was capable of doing that to her loved one especially since I was cheated on 7 times and still trying to make it work with the girl who had done that.   It was one of the only pieces that I have ever wrote that wasn't really about me which is very hard for me to do with any depth to it.
Murphy Sep 2018
Suddenly caves aren't a place he is safe. Placement that's changed him in ways he cant shake. Chained then to Megan its drainin his faith. Save him I pray lend him patience and grace. Days spent he pays rent on cages he hates. Strainin his brain bent its blatant its rage.  Sway him from fake friends and raise him from graves. Staying his saneness with ancient embrace.
this flew out of my finger onto paper soooo fast that I put it away and forgot to name it..   I really mean these words I just cant name it
Murphy Sep 2018
Escapism is gracing me with a tasteless type of patience.  Explains to me that faith is weak and fake when its complacent.  Its plain in ink when faceless peeps would state that he is flagrant.  Then they believe when blatantly I play to beat frustration.  No name I need I came to see whos face will meet the pavement.  It drains my peace and trains my beast in waves til he is jaded.  To aim my grief is lame I seek to shame the sheep's false statement.  In vain I weep in blame I sleep the stage I've reached is hatred.
I wrote this when I got fired from one of my favorite jobs for a written note from an anonymous party about a joke I made about the management having to fire other team mates who were doing too many drugs to my manager.  And since the others were really on drugs and had to be let go, I got fired for here-say  without any proof or even a tiny bit of faith from my coworkers and managers.  Sometimes the corporate world can be soo ******.
Murphy Sep 2018
Blatantly raking leaves without waiting til they leave trees.  And ice skating in crazy creeks with no way we can make them freeze.  I spend days that give way to weeks bringing rage when I pray for peace.
Murphy Sep 2018
My D.O.C.'s seem so weak P.O.V.'s blurry.  This D.O.G. needs no leash we don't need worry.  Breath so deep, bring slow peace, he broke free in a fury.
          P.D.A.'s now D.O.A. so we don't make mention.   T.M.I. to see him cry, so none then pay attention.
         The I.R.S. invites our stress and bites our checks monthly.  And the E.P.A.'s too weak to sway as greed lays waist to the country.  G.D.   F.C.C. arrests my speech, its best to be quiet.  F-ing N.S.A. are friends for pay to the men who stay silent.
              So my S.O.P. is to let foes leave and protect those beat and frightened.  And the W.M.D.'s we inspect but don't see, would let death flow free if we're fightin..
Murphy Sep 2018
Instantly sentencing me to a fence and leash. Did he proceed to beast or scream offensive things? Send me some quick relief, give me a minutes peace. Fist swings to hit my cheek. Missed me by an inch I think. Simply slide then I leap, grit teeth my limb flies free. Spinning I extend my reach. Please tempt me leave limping dreams and belief empty.
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