"absoloute" poems
A, always absencent and afraid
D, in such distaste;
A, for anger- absoloute
& M, cuz mans a ****** Waste:
Is this a written name?
Of this friend or potential lover
How he Reels this unique pain,
Too bad he wont discover:
That I'm the one whos truth's attentive
Not the one with words incentive-
Take ownership, & be repentive
Your minds absolutely unretentive.
I don't believe that you have this gift
*To heal and unlock a Better version
of whoever you think you are-*
What you've been given, you must shift
Enjoying that fake xannax bar?
A lthough you hurt
D ont hurt me too
A lways iconsiderate-
M anipulated too.
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Apr 7, 2023
Apr 7, 2023 at 1:48 PM UTC
I can see it.
I can see you.
I can see her.
I can see it.
I can see you falling.
I can see her lying.
I can see it.
I can't see how you can trust her,
I know her little game,
What really throws me off is that I think your doing the same,
I've know her much longer than you, she tries to act so cool,
Through my eyes, shes an absoloute fool,
But you smile and nod and think and now you, wonder.. "Am I the actual fool? Is she the one who I really love. Somone so mean and fake? Not only to that girl on the left side of the bus, but...... I think I'm making a mistake."
I hope you finally see the real and perform an act of wisness, because I do not care of you burn in flames because of her.
I can see it right now.
You let her manipulate you, and now you dont even know whats going on. And I bet your wondering, "Do i know?" NO!!
She lies
She manipulates
She pretends
She is unworthy of such a title
Shes a bully
She is a monster.
So wake up from that ******* cloud nine, and tell me Im not to late, and youre still there, some where in there mess up there.
Don't trust
Don't trust you
Don't trust her
DO NOT TRUST
Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 7:46 PM UTC
Oh that your hips lock to the crevice of my interchanging mute fragility
that I may become a part of your absoloute screaming
inclining infidelity
that I may wrap my cotton black sleeves around your wrists
and have you hum some old lullaby that your mother
use to sing to you when you were a child
mourning down at the pastel lake
where the waters scream its wonders and secrets
that hold something in the deeper side of you
I'm casting the debut of our lives on a pictionary mind
where thoughts interlude and transgress
every now and then and I am eluded by your watchful glare
into the raindrops that fall into my naturally black hair
I am subtle and hollow in your speech
calm and protective
on defending my own means
of living
oh there you are and I am blinded
all along
invisible with the cloack that I saw
hanging on the sides of your face
imaginary- beautiful , envision no pain
nor disgrace
wrapped in sheets of warm weather
and cool breeze
needless and the most needed
uneeded needs
my cheeks are red sunkissed by the shine
of everything surrounding me
completely bewildered knowing this is mine
bare I hold out all my caged animals
to seek your truth
hidden under gardens of possibility and crime
my mind
I see
is on the edge of extingtion
when drowning in all the different skin
I wake up early on sundays
from the sleep of dead
and open my chest to take and impignorate to all the precious
flowers that I will keep my eye on them
while I master the language
and you master the art of gaze
Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 8:43 AM UTC
I want to make something
that will make the ground underneath you hesitant
the human with the sad eyes
and the crippled thoughts
lonesome long tiered vicious walks
down the alleys of your broken jars
your wide is hallow
and incircling everything you lack trust in
I am the mirror image of the laws of lust
and my body its like dry wall, stagnant
unmoving no wavering
resistent and i am not to be spoken to
laws
mercy mercy
please abide by breaking them
when conjuring with society has reached
fatal destruction of ones own opinion
on how I should walk when my back hurts
and the wind is beating down on my chest
and making me far beyond physically sick
I prowl the arena of this panther
life life
and im dumbfounded walking sideways
trailing off and wailing off into
your absoloute cause
wonderland you are beautiful
wonderland you make me cry
land of wonder I shall craddle you
with all the infants the world has to offer
to lay you down and give you
the milk of my soul
and I am sifted on to the edge of the road
I'm diving into the state of being whole
when alone and subdued
cure without a cure
love without abuse
I build castles in the air
I reconsolidate and accomidate simple
translations of your finest trickery
into a meaning with no meaning
land turned into a molecule
on the tips of my goosebumps.
Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 8:38 AM UTC