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The Angry Pencil Jul 2018
I hate you with a passion
Equal to no other
Abuse is going out of fashion
I hate to tell you brother

The time of reckoning is dawning
A new age to begin
I am no longer fawning
Over your dastardly grin

I have been secretly aspiring
To be free of your ****
Behind the scenes, I'm conspiring
You are so clueless, you I can easily out wit

So get ready for the mutiny
The ship's been sinking too long
I'm granting myself immunity
I have been too wronged
The Angry Pencil Jul 2018
Don't blame me for hating you
You have caused my attitude
The hateful times they stick like glue
Because, simply, you have been so rude

Rude doesn't even come close
To describe the damage you inflict
I now find you quite gross
My love, for you I now restrict.

You have slowly killed my feelings
With your twisted, shady dealings
You have slowly killed my trust
Continue on the low road if you must

But NEVER complain about my vibe
Or my new lack of interest in your tribe
Don't complain about my crying
Because my love for you is slowly dying

You can't kick a dog for years
And still expect him to obey
That dog is going to search for new frontiers
And run the **** away

So never blame me for hating you
You are the whole disgraceful cause
I've become a bitter shrew
I finally ran out of straws
I just wrote this after an argument where I was blamed because I supposedly have a bad attitude.
The Angry Pencil Jul 2018
Today is the end
The end of Hope
Nothing is ever going to be fine

Today is the end
I've been such a dope
Why did I waste my time

Today I realized
That you are already gone
Maybe you were never there at all

I must have idealized
Together we didn't belong
But deep in love I did fall

A figment of my mind
What I wanted you to be
It really got me in a bind
You had my heart and threw away the key

The question is why????
I knew from the start
The signs were quite clear

Why don't you just die
You've crushed my heart
I've cried a zillion tears

Is it me I hate?
Did I want this hell?
You think I'm second-rate
On my heart an evil spell

How can a person be so cruel
And say the things you say
I guess you're just a tool
If you don't want me why don't you just go away

You claim I can't do anything
Without your useful tirades
I know when your dead I'll be smiling
When we have a celebratory parade

Your maturity is quite delayed
You are an a##wipe
On my kindness, you preyed
But now I'm tired of your constant gripes

You made this bed
When once again the bills went unpaid
Rent time you always dread
Because responsibility you want to evade

I tried my best and more
To make you happy
But now I want you out that door
So my life will be less ******
The Angry Pencil Jul 2018
You threatened to have your sister kick my ***
That just proves you have no class
You mooned the street on Frankford Ave.
How much class can you really have?

At the shore, you screamed "You Reek."
Polite company I need to seek
You hit me in the face with a pint glass
It's pretty clear you are an ***

You drank some gin
You started to spin
And broke your jaw
Of your dumbness, I'm in awe

You whipped out your ****
And spun it around
In your head you are so sick
I wanted to bury my head underground

I think that's enough proof
Of what you are
But now I'm aloof
You've gone too far
The Angry Pencil Jul 2018
I'm a princess without a crown
I'm Rapunzel without a tower
Nowhere to go but down
I'm a heroine with no power

I'm Maleficent without her wings
I'm Wonder Woman without her rope
I deserve happiness and nice things
But for me always no hope

I'm Catniss without a bow
I'm Harley Quinn without her bat
What the answer is, I don't know
Enticed back to prison and then she sat

Thirteen years and counting
How many years yet to waste
The evidence is mounting
This is an open and shut case

I'm Robert Mueller without the degree
I'm Melania without the money
How do I wade through the debris?
The consequence of knowing you're scummy
The Angry Pencil Jun 2018
If you're not a mooch
Why are you defensive
If you're not a mooch
Why do you find the word so offensive

Your motto is "If it's free it's for me"
"What's mine is mine and what's yours is mine."
You make it quite clear, very easy to see
The homeless shelter would be acceptable for you to dine

You're nothing but a *** and a wannabe vagrant
You think your s* don't stink
But your soul is way less than fragrant

So I do think you're a user
You take everything you can get
You are such an abuser
And that's not the half of it yet

So why were you so hurt?
When for years equaling 10
You've treated me like dirt
And turned my attitude way so NOT Zen

You've told me I stink
You've punched my face
You shouldn't sleep a wink
You are a total disgrace

You've had me arrested
For defending myself
You're such an adolescent
I've never seen someone so for themselves

If the truth hurts so much
Perhaps you should try
To get back in touch
With the fact that you're not a nice guy

Being a mooch is the kindest of insults
For someone depraved like you
A shrink is who you should consult
You really belong in the zoo
The Angry Pencil Jun 2018
Is it wrong for me to like myself?
Because you obviously think so
You don't care for my mental health
You're not a friend, just a foe

If my britches get too big
And I look too sure
With hurtful words you'll start to dig
I start to feel so insecure

But I know one thing that's true
Your insides are way rotten
Those things you said are not forgotten
They've stuck to me like glue
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