"becuz" poems
it's hard to predict
the course of coming
destruction,
wide or narrow
I ponder the future path
as waters
will always find a way
my father said,
if she's angry in her wrath,
see the ones
that had never
breached their banks
that swell up
surging ***** water
fast within,
just a few brief minutes
before,
it comes
in such
high waters again,
all is flooded quickly
everything in sight,
then just...
g...o...n...e
all is just
gone without a fight,
yes including,
my dear old parents
sweet abode
in the terrible flood
of that ***** Irene
an if anyone had been there
that day at their home
they likely would have died
it's like nothing I have ever
really seen,
an today, as
the worst storm
in the history
of what we know
recorded,
is bearing down
on our lovely crying planet?
so I ask- what do you think
you can do
when the fire comes raging,
will you put it out or fan it?
I think,
to myself
I am seeing
many new animals
especially the birds,
rare ones,
insects and plants,
an some look just quite absurd
it is exciting but scary
but seriously different weather
well
i say why are you not wary?
becuz
if you don't believe
in climate change
or global warming
NOW?
well God please help us all.
Ma Cherie © 2017
Sep 10, 2017
Sep 10, 2017 at 9:03 AM UTC
I'm like an overgrown child
in this world
who keeps bumping
and stumbling
I've tried to change too
its emotional intelligence they say
so i put on a mask
and learn to walk smooth
learn to speak in an confident way
but then my true personality
would be exposed soon
becuz the mask makes me breathless
i start to despise the pretense
so I'm back to square one again
and keep banging my head
the world is too big and tall
it's supposed to be able to accommodate all
kinds of people
the first thing you need to do
is grow up
but the only thing left is
i am standing still
i am not afraid anymore
of being alone
i just want to pursue
my own sun and moon.
Nov 21, 2022
Nov 21, 2022 at 8:28 AM UTC
Our fellow ******** people, or should I say mentally handicapped, have two eyes, a nose, and a beating heart far more large and caring then any1 else's. Everyday people abuse the word ****** We use it to describe something slow or stupid. The problem with this is that everytime you use that word, you're insulting a group of people that cannot defend themselves.
The mentally handicapped aren't locked in dark basements to rot and die anymore; they're out in the world living as every1 else. And becuz of this we've "accepted" them right? We're a big happy and accepting world to every single human being becuz we're all equal! WRONG. We glorify freedom and how wonderful it is, but with freedom comes hate. With freedom comes words that r always going to be there forever, just to remind the human race that some1 with an extra chromosome is different.
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 9:44 PM UTC
She ain't never **** a black boi but she use the word *****
And Her blk home girls give her the encouragement to pull that trigger
Born in the hills but addicted to the hood
I'm her curse and blessing man this ***** is always up to no good
Blue eye devil who love the dark skin
She said she never had it so deep when a ***** went in
She drive listen to legends biggie hov and Rudeboi
She told me she was looking for her pleaser stick so I just nibble her like a chew toi
Snap backs and Jordan's She's a ***** for retail
She got that white girl syndrome but cursed by the black details
Hello to the west end she went and add her best friend
Slave to the lifestyle but she know she will never fit in
Banded by color but my girl went ratchet
When she Confirm the fair-tale of food stamps and welfare Status
Racist antics but she defer the approach
Cuz her white friends can't understand what her blk friends don't
Family of mix feelings her dad told her no
Mama said be your self and get to know the unknown
I give her the face of a sign that saids do not enter
Becuz what you think you wanna no is better if you won't remember
But in the false claim we built into better bitter lovers
So lesson is always learn never judge a book by its cover
Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 1:10 AM UTC
oh the overcasting
dreary weather
the sun just looks sooooo
grey
oh damb you my sweet sweet sunshine
why'd ya hafta go away?
oh the sky
looking suspicious
ominous is my
dark and sunless sky
now tenebrous an so dull
as I often wonder why
as I find a sweet moment
in the a lull,
an clouds above are full,
so then you know that I
I must anticipate the cry,
....oh sigh...
we -
just plodding along
the clouds now form
in a flowing heavy floor
I hear stomping godly feet
an then the slamming of a door
boy it sure looks now so moody
an it's hard to just ignore
oh I say baby
it is like a leaden sky load
a heavy mess of pain in dear heaps
raining here now
on my dear sweet sweet abode
that man how he weeps an he weeps
he waters my garden now too
everywhere his loving
just seeps and it seeps
as his joy and his pain
it just reaps and it reaps,
oh back through the earth
an then back to the sea
as he pines after her
yes his sweetest Daphne,
oh his wonderful love
oh where you might be?
an but to be the God
of all that
sweet poetry
prophecy
medicine and
Light?
I just don't know why he must cry
I guess it must be that **** night
because then he must wait again- ignite
looking for his lover Daphne
that she'll be in his sight
then making sweet love again
all will be alright
sigh
so as he burdens my deary sky
tho I shall not be depressed
I might hafta go an ask him why
is he is feelin so distressed
when to be the God of what I say everything
I'd say that man is blessed
but perhaps he don't remember
a memory repressed?
oh an it's a-comin dark again
in shadows falling quick
reluctantly he goes behind
mountains
but feeling low an thick
he needs so much to shine on
it's left him feeling sick
he needs your sweet waters deep,
to cry your nector
must be
he only wants to worship you lover
the way he is worshipped too,
you see,
he is a-cryin my sky
becuz my dear he's just
waitin
on your sweet sweet love again.
Ma Cherie @ 2017
Aug 19, 2017
Aug 19, 2017 at 1:52 PM UTC
When everybody tells me that I can be anything I want,
I was born to do what I want,
I believe them.
So, I was born to be wild.
Or maybe I was born 2 b wild (numeral and letter)
or brn2bwld (no vowels nospaces)
I'm a poet and I'm proud to say
**** form and while im at it, **** the word
*** (no c) and **** the grammar of needing to put the apostrophe in im
Because I write as i want i am as I want and nothing can
Change that.
like gatsby the Great i have given birth to Myself and
I am me, no
One ELSE
not even gatsby or any Ayn Randian wetdream dreamed of on a midsummer night because
fk (no c no vowels) Shakespeare and fitzgerald and the shrugging atlas
becuz (uz instead of ause)
this is Me
and no One, not a duckface peacesign Mona Lisa or a bandanawearing bazookawielding Benjamin Franklin
can ever destroy
t h a t
because (no change) I am born to be wild (no change)
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 12:33 PM UTC
Siempre cojo y voy por los que quiero y no lo que necesito
Ahora el bombeo de amor en mi corazón hace sangrar
Así que el bebé no me hagas que tu resistencia
Ima necesito que me haces tu existencia
No puedo creer que me dejaras hablar en mi propia terapia
Y ahora no tengo la paciencia para estas perras que se encuentren actuando de dudoso
Dijiste que no podías confiar en tu corazón
¿Es becuz de alguien nuevo o cuando nos fuimos aparte
Presa por lo que esta es la forma en que terminamos ... No podemos hablar de esto
Ahora, cuando se ve con otra persona ..... ¿Debo sentirme asqueado
Catch me jodidos demonios describo como Angels
Y dicen que el amor es una batalla secreta pero eso es el tipo de amor no me guardar para mí
Jan 29, 2014
Jan 29, 2014 at 3:39 AM UTC
There are so many ways to show it,
But im sure you already know it..
I mean, through all our ups and downs,
After all the smiles and frowns..
It ends this way, man I dnt even know what to say..
We used to be so cool and so close
Out of all them girls, I loved you the most..
We went through so much mess,
Man we had so much stress,
But the truth is it ended none-the-less..
We laughed, lived, loved together,
Through all the rain, sleet and stormy weather..
We talked, we cried, we grew closer as time went by,
Man, now it feels like its pointless why did we even try..
I guess its the way life goes
And though, they say everybody knows,
They really dnt becuz its somethin they cant, and wont,
Understand cuz you see,
Its not them its you and me..
And while im sittin here tryin to let it out,
I know yall over there trying to figure who im tlkin abt..
But dnt worry, if its you, you will know cuz its deep.
My feelings are what you call sweet..
Man, you got me goin in circles,
You my laura, ill be your urkel..
Man, im sittin here feeling like a geek,
Its funny how i thought it would really be me..
Man, lifes a roller coaster,
Im bout the leave the theme park and coast..
it might be for the best,
But im gon miss you the most..
I mean, honestly, i cant belive love is doin this ya see,
I always thought they love we had was a good thing..
But ive found love has no definite path,
It only works if you are willing to make it last..
Im willing now, I was then, I always will be,
But thats the hardest part of it for me..
Cuz love takes over and it controls my actions,
It starts off adding love plus me and you,
It equals, making you happy is all I wanna do..
Ok, now divide you and me,
You get an unreal answer cuz its meant to be..
Well thats wat the signs tell me..
Im runnin out of words to say,
I'll let my actions shopw you the mathematics of me and you.
And how when you take away the love, its not true..
Well shawty, thats it,
I aint got nothin left to say..
Man, I hope you start to realize all of this one day..
-"QT"-
Nov 21, 2011
Nov 21, 2011 at 10:37 PM UTC
Sudenly
I find love in you're eyes
for the first time
there is wormpth beneith you're hands
those hards dangerous hands
tenderley yet hungerly
coress my skin leaveing me yet again borised
only now I'm kissed by those lips
lips that ounce crussed me
leaving holes in my soul
holes that I never thought would heil
now they kiss me & it's the worst thing you could ever do
becuz tomarrow will turn back the hands of time
& I will live yet again in yesterday
where you're hand will bruise
me and you're words will eat a hole in my heart 100 times more then ever becuz now even after the *** runs dry
I
L
O
V
E
You
Dec 21, 2010
Dec 21, 2010 at 9:48 PM UTC
No matter how many papers we write, protest we have, and laws we pass, we will be surrounded by Hatred. Hatred isn't just a emotion you feel. It's in everything we do and say. It's the voice telling you who ur suppose to be. It's society defining u in numbers. Hatred is this world. It doesn't make sense to me becuz we're created to be an individual standard, yet we're always trying to fit into a standard. But out of all the never ending hatred, inequality, unfairness and agony, only u can define yourself. You have a short amount of time on this earth. Be the change you wish to see
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 10:05 PM UTC
I never wanna tell u
What I really wanna say
I'm just here too help u no need to runaway
My words are my best friends
That I won't ever chase
Wont beg for attention dont need u too stay
If you dont want
Break up that bond
Got it all wrong now u wake up all gone ..
Nothing is permanent
Just take my word for it
You'll be returning quick thinkin you learned new tricks
Not here to disappoint u but I have no choice
Notice destruction you cannot avoid
Lost in the noise flanted my voice
Traded my toys for songs I enjoyed
No one will help u until ur heart stops
Wat ever u know prove ur heart is on top
Ignoring the news while my art hopes for props showed u the thruth and u started too pause
Look at the view like a portrait that's rare
Looking at u becuz ur unware
Too late for mistakes no need too compare
Living day by day fully prepared
I'm not here too force
I just wanna help
Get lost in the course I keep hurting myself
Mission abort give it too someone else
Lying in court Dont know how I felt
This is what happens when your way too passive
Notice the damage no need 2 panic
Took off the bandage locked in the attic
Just like an addict look how I had it
On Automatic till it fell off a cliff
Last cigarette
Before hell gets dim
Hilighted the meaning
Gave u full emphasis
Lucidly dreaming
Dont need too remenis
Super nintendo sega genesis
When I was younger I couldn't picture this
Random world in tabu why keep
Locking eyes
One bite 2 her lip just too start up the ride ...
May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 1:45 AM UTC
Sudenly
I find love in you're eyes
for the first time
there is wormpth beneith you're hands
those hards dangerous hands
tenderley yet hungerly
coress my skin leaveing me yet again borised
only now I'm kissed by those lips
lips that ounce crussed me
leaving holes in my soul
holes that I never thought would heil
now they kiss me & it's the worst thing you could ever do
becuz tomarrow will turn back the hands of time
& I will live yet again in yesterday
where you're hand will bruise
me and you're words will eat a hole in my heart 100 times more then ever becuz now even after the *** runs dry
I
L
O
V
E
You
Nov 25, 2010
Nov 25, 2010 at 5:15 PM UTC
Thank you for visiting my memory,
thank you for just dropping by,
replaying that day -
yet again,
repeating in vivid technicolor,
the last long an sad goodbye,
I don't have a single tear though,
as none are left for me to cry,
Predictable,
like a broken record,
how, when an mostly why,
My bedsheets are my torture,
I smell you - an I feel you too,
I twist and turn just ALL night long,
so terrible an so sadly very true,
Well I guess I'll never know those answers,
but if you're bad memories they never fade,
if you never let me let you go,
if my debt is never really ever paid,
if at the alter,
if I am always, always laid,
I can't do that-
Just please stop the technicolor,
dream parade,
Becuz if you never stop haunting my sleep,
you know baby I am not sheep,
I may never get any,
Because I will never be able,
to find real love again,
I'll be much too busy -
out howling -
and baying at the stupid, stupid moon.
Ma Cherie © 2017
Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 8:56 AM UTC
Why do you allways sing?
I asked half asleep and watching as he shined polished or cleaned
some mechanical car part I did not reconize
or really care about,
I mostley focosed on the tone of his voeis as he slerd the words to
turn the page
he looked up at me with only his blue eye
why do I sing? Why, does it bother you?
I did know what to say becuz I did not know if it botherd me
so I just pushed it off with a fake smile
so what was with you yesterday?
I rolled my eyes, I did not want to talk about this or anything...
But he did not stop
huh? Did I do something wrong?
I laught and for a minute it felth like it might be a natural feeling
but he did not do anything wrong he can't if he tryd
and now I know his singing does not bother me
it brings me to life....
Jan 8, 2011
Jan 8, 2011 at 11:39 PM UTC
My mentor
my motivation
my moonlight at high noon
my starlight swoon
my sunlit beach in june
even if it's a dreary january
the reason my heartbeat wants to breathe
from the moment it actually got to meet you in the physical world
and realized the miracle truth of what it already believed...that all of
the texts and emails and messages were only false in that they
ludicrously understated the absolute of Yur light Yur personality Yur
energy Yur Blue Eyes ability to express and explain and exude that
the world is wonderful and it's even immeasurably better with
You...from that instant when we sat together by the fire and I ached to
touch You and my poetheart promised the universe whatever it
wanted for the daily renewed memory of kissing You
my dream
whether asleep or awake
the only fantasy which moves me
the only reality meant for me
my only failure that matters
the only forever that shatters
the reason the word awesome exists
or did I say amazing
or gorgeous
or silly sweet
or perfect
or exciting
or comfort
or Happy
or Hottie
or please kiss me NOW
or please let me please You
or touch me with Yur eyes
or hold me in Yur thighs
or nestle into my cuddle
as I nestle into your soul
or any and every detail of You
is why I want awareness
or did I mention that what you consider mundane about Yur life, Yur day
when shared with You was a meteor shower at play
my muse
my music
the soundtrack in my mind
I waited forever to find
my love
my lust
my life
the only Belief
I ever actually Believed
the reason my heartbeat hopes breathing wasn't just a dream or a cruel memory
from the moment of thrown away and broken and farther from
awesome than possible i still exist despite the day-to-day lack of
desire to do so becuz my mind sings even within sorrow with echoes
of the soundtrack for my surreal world, the multi-faceted platinum
album of the funnest person the fullest woman (how can You be
everything?!?!) I've ever met or even seen who somehow inexplicably
LOVED me for a while (really...blue-on-blue-within-blue I saw inside
Her inside Me)
my best day (she's US with me!)
my worst day (she's done with me)
my nervous excitement every single second since we met
my molten full-spectrum heartbeat (silly and sweet)
my only wish
one fish
two fish
red fish
blue fish
my only wish
the only reason I keep breathing today
becuz maybe there could be a someday
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 1:46 AM UTC
slumbering cream-cheese on the tip of
an unhungried tongue... in past lives,
we met and you called me crazy. for
once, we are on the same level and
neither of us are not untethered in
the nether of whenever. kindred
souls know how to laughalot,
whereas unkindred soulzzz
bite each other with
elongated continuities
of 'Zed.'
we are perhaps both of these
at different times, but there
is never a lack of love tho
a lack of passion might
have done us well as
well as done us
harm all
depending on how
bent-outta-shape we'd
cared to be. there is
nothing inside of me
that says winter more
than holding yer hand
down the length of the
pole-line while you wore
flats and freezed and
I was too afraid to talk
very loud becuz a small-
town meant solitude and
I couldn't stand solitude
as I wasn't a solid, but a
gas and a liquid too afraid
to become the temporary
icy toothache of a transient
season.
I will love you forever,
but don't tell yerself that.
there's a dead guy in the body,
but he's only fast asleep.
Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 3:58 PM UTC
your jealousy comes
in an envy green
an your cowardess
shown in yellow
your anger comes
in a
shade of red
an uninvited
is that fellow
an well,
your sadness comes
in a shade of blue
that overwhelms your eyes
though only that
so lovely hue
I say-
looks better
in the skies,
black is what I see
when depression
is with you
an I wish that guy
would NEVER
come around
grey it is the void
when you're
melancholy blue,
an a pin drop
is the ONLY
single sound
sometimes I see ViOleTz
then indigo blue
am I,
I see my reflection
in your very
lovely soul,
an oh every now an then
I see a periwinkle too
peeking through
a curiously small hole
well I love that
shade of blue
it's a favorite
don't you know
the same one
yes you
also have it too,
an you should
really let it show
becuz my baby
don't you know
my love it is just
always color true,
so I wonder
yes I wonder
in this rainbow now of you,
what color then is your love?
Ma Cherie© 2017
Jul 10, 2017
Jul 10, 2017 at 10:51 AM UTC
how are you?
the constant question i'm assailed with
how are you?
the only answer i've come up with:
horrible
awful
heart & soul broken
viciously violently depressed
worst i've ever been
& worse every day
hate my self
hate my life
wish i was dead
my inner self
is begging to be someone else
it's not the first time
just the worst time
becuz she wasn't first love
just first LOVE
the thing is
as much as i wanted a billion years of youth together
many millions of much's more
what i wanted was our forever together
and at 85 You would have made me feel just as alive
and still nervous & excited
and been beautiful
and twirled whirled my soul
**** You didn't want me
even one more day
so You nicely crumpled me
and threw me away
it turns out forever
is 7 months
then it's a lot of never
for the rest of my months
and the violence of awakening
(a demon thirst with no slaking)
will be ripping ragged holes in my soul
far more than 7 months after me heart was torn apart
so how am i?
me, whose every day begins and ends
with a sobbing cry
i am hopeful
hope full
or actually i'm me,
its absolute opposite....
(please stop asking)
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 5:52 AM UTC
As I'm looking at this new format,
in my utter bewilderment,
I think it must be a bad joke
I mean who really designed
this thing or is it completely broke?
Did you not stop to consult
any people who might be
using it -
like laypersons
( ehem... poets )
for example?
Myself the ex-tech analyst
I would have gladly helped,
as this is exactly what I tried
to prevent at my old job.
Anyway I am not sure
I'm going to be writing on this site
any longer
-unless they do something
about this harrible harrible format!!
and yeah I know I sound like Trump
but it just doesn't work correctly
with my computer
and I also lost a lot of poetry becuz of it.
Apr 11, 2017
Apr 11, 2017 at 7:44 AM UTC
aw so,
you think you want to love me?
an you think that ya can?
because it's a hell of a thing yeah,
this crazy new plan,
but OK,
so,
let's go,
will you love me- my crazy
my chubby- my lazy?
when I am an orchid
or when I'm a daisy?
when I am annoying
an I'm acting a pain?
will you love me my whacky
as I try to stay sane?
becuz' I'm like the moon
an lovely or not
well I wax an I wane
sigh yes,
even then I will stay true
good, cuz,
mostly I'm peaceful
tranquil and playful
I'm busy with life too
yeah I want me a day full
of loving someone,
who looks JUST like the stars
all shiny an sacred
who'll whipe away scars,
each day I'm a changin'
an each day I will try
right now- yeah evolvin'
I'm not wonderin' on why,
why this or that happens
an why it can't change?
when did he stop to lovin'?
when did we go estranged?
I'll not switch this or that now
I'll not have rearranged,
I'm not waitin' on nothin'
but I do hope for it all
someone to love me
an to catch if I fall
I just want now to breathe in,
I'm not lookin' for love
instead I'm here waitin'
on the sweet heavens above
to change my heart -
or his heart
whoever he is
until then I can but sigh now
for I still know true bliss
in simple living pleasures
and the joy of simple things
like barbequed warm sunshine,
an a church bell that still rings
and how I can finally sing now
an man how I LOVE to just sings!
how memories they do tweak us
an how memories they do alter,
as reality it too changes
as the memories they too falter
especially when I am,
I am alone at the alter.
where I'm a prayin' for peace
an a hopin' for rain
to release me the past
any unending pain
to finally let go
of the things felt in vain
whew geesh,
for even those things
they change with the time
an just like this poem
and in every new rhyme
so you think you can love me?
and you'll love me sublime?
Yes.
I do.
I do
love you
I love you boo,
yes yes its true!
hey what can I say
this feeling is so new,
phew, I'm relieved,
it was a conversation
we needed to have
so ..then
let's come together
RIGHT now
very
X-citing possibilities
await
this new love is,
very exciting
quite different
well it feeelzzz just amazing,
to be over the moon in love,
freeing and wonderful,
that MOST special feeling,
you wait like-
4-eva for?
well that feeling,
I know it today,
an I hear it's even called-
"self-love" ❤
I am looking in the mirror,
yes I do ~ I do love you
Ma Cherie!
Ma Cherie © 2017
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 12:35 PM UTC
Please come back to me friend. You're running to fast and I am stuck in last. I can't fix what has no sound. But to know you're ok, would make my heart feel found. I don't care if you are on the curb, I would still be there holding your hand. But i can't feel you around. I wish it would rain, cuz its one of our favorite things. I would sit in it all day just to see you complain. That i might get a cold, but at least I wouldn't be alone. Yet the absents of things makes me sick, and i want u back, perfect, fine and ok. I try to hope for a better day. But all i see is more pain in clouds coming my way. I try to hold my head high but I am caught by a heavy weight. And it hurts to breathe becuz i can't see your face. Yet you told me not to worry but its hard when i don't hear you for days. And I wish it would rain, cuz its one of our favorite things. I would sit in it all day just to see you complain. Iam never leaving you like I said, so please don't leave me to drain.
Apr 6, 2011
Apr 6, 2011 at 12:04 AM UTC
I don't know where to start
I'm breaking my own heart
This is so hard
becuz I love you darlin
If only somehow i could be there
with you I swear I would
be there lying next to you right now
letting this all out how I feel inside.
Ever since I met you I felt something so different about you
And even tho we was so many miles apart i felt so close something so special about you opened back up my heart
You touched me with a feeling of your sweet loving arms that could reach
right out and pull me close and just hold me for awhile as we talked for hours and hours on the phone.
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 1:50 AM UTC
I saw a lovely frog today
a hopping in my garden
he stopped a sec -
to quickly say hello
I said hello to Mr frog
how do you do you do
how do you do,
my lil' hopping fellow?
he said I'm fine
no point to whine
this life is good
so why not be just mellow?
I said good point
just like the sun
in happy summer yellow
we both just sighed
a tad misty eyed,
so grateful for the lovely warmth
becuz in the light we are freed
and as we looked up- agreed
it is what we all need,
that it is always best
to just allow
ourselves
shine.
Ma Cherie © 2017
Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 2:48 PM UTC
Last night I talk to my brother and he said I had a special gift
Something that people would look at me and miss
I said what about my damage and would history repeat itself
He said you just gotta know your values and your wealth
Passive aggressive I do it becuz I wanna evolve
And I hate it for those people who happen to be involve
Cuz this wasn't plan I really think I was chose
Only cuz this is a lesson I made sure was rare like a concrete rose
When I was little I use to be afraid to even grow up
I wish I could go back now cuz it seems those same fears has showed up
I'm only 24 and I'm already too nervous to Live
And I even pray for forgiveness for stupid **** I did
I had one dream saying if I committed suicide it be genocide
So it's a No wonder why me and these haters will always collide
Even in a relationship I learned how to put my pride aside
It still does work out but I just see it as another reason to try
If history repeats itself I wonder which one of my demons will be killed
Will it be by a angel or will it be by my own will
Will time sit still ,
Will the people who say they love me feel a cold chill
I ask this cuz I wanna know if there be a thought involved
Cuz the effect of me on y'all will never be solved
So who holds both end of the line we call destiny
I don't know if Is it by gods hand or just me
My ex said your asking questions you'll never get answers to
She said that's something I am that's something that I do
I guess its just my thinking problem
Ima just let history repeat itself
Unless you think you can solvem
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 7:21 AM UTC
just need to keep asking
how long do you think it might be
until there's even a mote less agony in me
and i was once more wondering
what ******* year will i again get to be
anything even remotely like what was me
please please please pity my pleading
and promise that some eternity maybe
someone shall seal & heal these soul holes in me
oh look, he's back
poor pained poet
oh woe is me
whistle whining back down the track
poor pained poet
oh woe is me
fuckin' boo hoo
so she doesn't love you
just becuz she was The One
and without her dead is the sun
are we all supposed to suspend our lives
just because you'll never again be alive
NMFP
not my ******* problem
oh wait
i'm the broken boy begging
don't let it be too late
no-one else needs to care
about the shredded regrets i share
but that don't diminish the damage
from landing on the razor
after being thrown over the edge
shhhhh
don't wake him up
he hates waking up
cuz he had a breakdown?
fuckin duh!
thrown from heaven to the ground,
uh, broken, duh
(did i mention the ground was spikes,
serrated poison-dripping spikes)
dead but unable to die
death-breath-kiss in every way that matters
but not allowed to die
just destined to be bleeding amongst the shatters
why must i wake up again
every god **** everywhen
without Shannon
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 6:48 AM UTC