"blackmailing" poems
It engulfs me even though it has no hands.....at times it's like a person that's claustrophobic. Although, I'm dying to break free.
Haunting me like a secret that shouldn't be told......blackmailing me until I'm really old.
Fear of heights....fear of success.... Fear of going back to school....fear of being called a nerd....although I think I'm kind of cool. Fear of what people will say....fear of standing in front of a crowd....fear of rejection....fear that the finance company has my car up for repossession.
I'm tired of fear.....so we are about to part ways. I have things I want to achieve in my upcoming days.
Faith pays .....so fear you have to go. I don't care how you do it....take the stairs or I can toss you out the window.
You have no place in my life.....you only hold me back.....this isn't a required course....so I refuse to purchase tickets to ride on this track.
Goodbye fear....it wasn't good knowing you.....but it does feel good seeing you leave. I'm now the masked magician.....watch me pull another trick out of my sleeve.
Abra cadabra....hocus pocus.....read these words and maintain your focus....these words that I write are medicinal.....take two after you eat and then say goodnight.
The next day you will be refreshed and renewed....just from reading a few enlightening words.....from some poetic dude.....
Fear is the absence of faith. What is your greatest fear?
Once your fear is replaced with faith.......the obstacles that stand in your way.....will begin to fall like leaves.
Goodbye fear.
Oct 26, 2012
Oct 26, 2012 at 6:24 AM UTC
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your sociopath psychopath nurse from hell in LA CA.
You aren't above the law
Poisoners sterile hainas
Susan WRat no.
**** human predators human traficants to hell with you all- ratas inmundas! Emilia Velazquez thief IHSS should put you in jail And immigration take your green card stealing my savings and stimulus money cashed. Shame on you rata inmunda ladrona.
Filthy rats
Creeping animals
**** of life
Shoddy monstrosity.
Subhuman
Spectres of Hell
**** vermins
How much damaged you've done to me and my daughter's
Poisoning them with hallucinogenic metamphetamins psychotropics without them knowing
Then, blackmailing them to give up their parental rights to sterile haenas jealous medeas
Add insult to injury to my family forcing psychiatric pill intake to hide your ancient crimes
Your hate crime is now public susan ra-t-ano hell *****
You bought my grown daughter from the human predators I had escaped from
1982.
Coward filthy **** *****
Vermin word raitano
Poisonous serpent
Waste of life
I hate you and despise you.
Two-legged rats
I'm talking to you all
because creeping creatures,
even being the most cursed,
compared to your evildoers
vermin human predators,
a creeping snake
stands taller than you all.
**** leeches
**** cockraoches
you who infects with bites,
who hurts and who kills.
Slanders trashing whoever
is holy good and precious
You Vermin
Poisonous serpents
Waste of life
I hate you and despise you.
I bind to you all my motherly pain I curse you in every life time.
Two-legged filthy rats,
I'm talking to you!
because a creeping creature,
even being the most cursed and ugly, in hell, on Earth
unwelcome in heaven,
compared to you **** brains.
stands much taller.
You're listening to me
useless
Hyena of Hell
How much I hate you and despise you!
**** leech
**** cockraoch
you who infects with bites,
who hurts and who kills.
Vermin
Poisonous serpents
In everyone's paradise.
Waste of life
I hate you and despise you.
Two-legged my filthy rats
I'm talking to you too ***** donors madalozi charms.bos henry welonek.
because a creeping creature,
even being the most cursed compared to you
You stand even smaller.
~~~~~~~
Repost.
By Paquita del Barrio
And Karijinbba.
1976-present
All Rights.
Mar 8, 2021
Mar 8, 2021 at 9:35 PM UTC
soft yellow lamp light,
dark blue sweat stains--
a snarl,
a birdsong,
Nadia's accusation finger,
my obituary daydream--
the tension nooses my neck,
gimme more.
Nadia ***** her eyes--
fires a machine gun's worth,
I die a thousand times,
with a smile and an unopened pack
of cigarettes--
Nadia keeps blackmailing me--
******* send the message,
I've never been more bored
of the unravel--
I've never been more sold
on arrival.
Apr 12, 2011
Apr 12, 2011 at 8:28 PM UTC
I'm drunk.
I'm drunk
And I wish I hadn't eaten in months.
Everything
Tastes like you.
Everything tastes like your **** in me.
Again.
And my screaming.
Again.
And you not caring
Again.
But you're just my ******
And my friends are blackmailing you for it.
And now you're blackmailing my friends
For breaking all your bones
After they tore you off of me.
And now it's between you and them.
And I don't want any part of it.
And if I did
No one would give me any part of it.
Okay I do.
But still no one will give me any part of it.
So I'l trudge through
******* mountains
And ***** rivers
And razor blade forests.
But you can't forcefully **********
With my body.
Just to keep yourself warm.
Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 9:42 PM UTC
Love is Emotion
Love is Passion
Love is Rejection
Love is Obssession
Love is Transition..
**
Love is
Going through the pain
Again and again
Over and over,
yet again !!**
Being in love is the best phase
The Missing,
The Craving,
The Feeling
The Thinking,
The Caring,
The Loving....
But soon the phase is over...
And Then follows
The Guilt
The Pain
The Hurting
The Blaming
The Shaming
The Hating
The Name calling..
This is acceptable
The parting shots
But
Where does it all lead to??
The worst is yet to begin,
The Obsession..
The Rejection
The Vengeance...
The Stalking
The Blackmailing....
The Threatening...
&
Then the worst phase begins
Love is Lost..
Love is Dreaded..
Love is Goaded..
Love is Loaded
Love is Roasted.
And
The memory is darkened..
The torment awakened..
**The once beautiful Love turns
Suffocating emotion..
When**
Love becomes Unsettling
Love becomes Unnerving
Love becomes Unstoppable
Love becomes Unsympathising
Love becomes Unwanted..
Love becomes Unrequited
**Then
Love becomes a question
And
An unsolved emotion..!!**
It becomes a simple
understanding
gone wrong forever,
Failing to believe
The love can end..
The relation can die..
The fizz can evaporate..
The things can come to end...
If you ever
loved someone,
wish them happiness,
If you ever
loved someone let it go
If you ever
loved someone then
LET LOVE PREVAIL...
!!
Sparkle In Wisdom
Oct 2018
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 3:35 AM UTC
tonight
Your thieving fingers wandered
Over my exposed textured canvas
Absorbing my earth browns and love reds
holding them for random
Blackmailing my sensibilities ..and
Casually tossing to the floor
I gathered my rainbow, my ocean’s so blue
Sophisticated smooth opaque blacks
yellows hidden in sunlight
fire and seductions of my reds
Searching the floor for every drop
scraping the remains from beneath my finger nails
and tuck them
Away from sight
In a jar named reserves
Along with stolen kisses and goodnight wishes
Serving the purpose of reminding me to never forget
Your heart beating into my chest
But drumming out the sound of me living..
Sometimes I forget that I’m breathing
I lose my self in you
I hold pieces of your toxins
Soaking them into my pores, seeping between my fingers
Scratching and Chafing
letting them slide between my thighs
But I don’t fight it
Eyes wide shut
I mourn you
In my arms I hold pieces of your lies
In these arms I hold tattered broken dreams
In these arms I hold so much
that I laid myself down somewhere
and
Absentmindedly walked away
And I minded it absolutely
I lost myself for loving you
Don’t know if I’ll ever find me
Nov 27, 2011
Nov 27, 2011 at 2:23 AM UTC
you live in a place in me
that no one dares to touch
not even myself
especially myself
you leave a hole the size of your feet
every time i ask you to leave
this is an(other) act of blackmailing myself
because whenever i ask around
for help to cover the hole somehow
they always answer the same thing
*sorry honey,
that is not my shoe size*
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 10:14 AM UTC
I'm the girl in the corner
The one who isn't recognized
You think i'm weird
You think I'm stupid
But you don't know me
You don't know me
I could be the serial killer who is on the loose
I could be the person blackmailing you
I could be you're lost sibling from long ago
But you don't know me
You don't know me
I can come as close to you as I want
But you don't know that
Because you don't know me
But I know you
Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 1:40 PM UTC
I did it, I really did it, something got passed,
Nancy and I succeeded at last,
What a huge pain convincing my team,
When all I could do was silently scream.
The Squad were blackmailing,
The media loud blaring,
Republicans laughing while doing high fives,
My only solution to hide and dodge knives.
But now it's all changed, back on my horse,
Steering the country without fear or remorse,
My path controversial but who gives a bean,
They'll all get the message that I say what I mean.
I want kindness and peace, fairness far all,
My social ambitions unashamedly tall,
What do I care about finding the dough,
That's for bean-counters, the ones that should know.
I remember a story while riding a train,
The details are fuzzy but I'm racking my brain,
This Gal said to me "you're Uncle Joe,
That guy from DC, the father of Beau",
I smiled and just answered yes I'm the one,
She went on to say, "If not for me then your son,
Make your time count, bring us relief,
As too many of us are living in grief;
All kinds of big bills piling on high,
Nowhere to turn, just left out to dry,
The rich getting richer, the rest of us stuck,
Flailing and wailing in ankle deep muck";
Wages too low, options too few,
You must find a way to this country renew.
I gave her a smile, patted her hand,
Made her a promise that I'd make a real stand.
So to that special Gal whose name I don't know,
This for a start is what I can show;
For the rest of my goals I'll fight night and day,
To prove I will do and not merely say.
Nov 6, 2021
Nov 6, 2021 at 8:25 PM UTC
We will be alright, she says
Won't we?
We will be
With a deep blue sigh
I said, knowing
But not knowing if
We will be
Ever the same
But I hope it shows in my eyes
That I haven't slept
Thoughts berating my eeriest senses
Making me numb
Leaving me number
I know it's crazy that I'm empty
And you are still here
But I did dream of having you
Why can't I dream of losing you?
Our conversations are getting shorter
Why am I not surprised
The yearning; lingering no longer
Why does it always have to end
Like this.
It started with the longing
For your attention
And then you refute
And I try again and I get it
Then comes the indifference
Shades of loving-care, laced with awws; cute
Followed almost inevitably
By nonchalantness
Calls and texts unreturned
You think I'm cheating
Quarrels; often unwarranted
Then I start making you feel you nag too much
But you do
I'm sorry I say; the sighs within the apologies;
I'm sorry, Over and again
Now we are at a ****** of sorts
And it's not the kind that's found in clouds of nines
I can't keep going like this
I can't deal with this anymore Vic
Do you want us to end this?
Do you think we could be better?
Questions; more questions
Answers you already have
Then the accusations of deception
Of lies and deception; emotional blackmailing
This is a recurring phase
But it breaks me everytime
Letting go; letting it go, you go
I mean, I already let go before I met you
But I've tried, everytime, I try
And everytime I fail
And in picking myself up to try again
I make you fall for me, then I fail again
I'm broken in shards, and it's my pieces that hurt you
And me
And I would be devastated, but I'm already damaged
I would be hurt, scarred for life
But I don't have the heart
I don't have a heart.
Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 12:21 AM UTC
Stop ******* blackmailing me with your life. I can't love you the way you want me to. And if you even knew who i was, you wouldnt want me to. You see the me you want to see me: perfect. you see the world the way you want to see the world: awful. Im not perfect. the world isnt all bad. And i cant cure you.
If you say one more **** time that you need a girlfriend to be happy im going to lose it. theres a reason doctors dont prescribe significant others. But buy yourself a ******* blow up doll if itll make you "happy." draw a face on your god ****** hand. but dont you dare lay that hand on me.
And if you tell me one more time that youre more broken than me, im actually going to prove you wrong by shattering right in front of you. This isnt a contest. This isnt something you should be trying to "win."
I dont care if your life has been worse. Its not my life thats broken, its me. Maybe you dont get that. maybe you dont get that i cant love you and false love wont cure you. im sorry. im so ******* sorry.
but stop dragging me into this.
stop making me shake and throw up because you want me to tell you that youre allowed to **** yourself. think about someone other than your god **** self for a change. youre hurting me more than you think. and you probably wouldnt even care if you knew because i still wont give you head.
you wont let yourself be happy and that is your own ****** fault. Im not going to pity you anymore because the more i learn who the real you is the more i realize that this has nothing to do with your life, or your relationship status, but it has everything to do with your inability to give a **** about anyone but your self. im glad you care about your self. i wish i cared about myself more. but youre not the only one here thats struggling. youre not the only one here thats lonely. but youre the only one that can fix you. people are temporary. you of all people should know that. so why the hell do you depend so much on others? we all need people, this is true. and im here for you. your sisters are here for you. your grandparents are here for you. kaine is here for you. but they cant cure you. you wont let yourself be cured because you dont think its possible without a girl on your arm.
dont tell me that things will never be okay. youre only 16. do you really think you know everything? i know youve been through a lot but you havent let that teach you anything. you know how much youve made me cry because you want me to be the one to make you happy? i need to work on myself before i can take on another construction project. and really, fix your **** self. im tired of trying. i dont want you to die. i dont want you to hurt yourself. but youre making me want to do both those things and **** it it can do that enough without your help thank you very much.
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 11:05 PM UTC
Remember the war.
You remember the war
of 1994?
When you struggled with yourself,
And left your dreams in a jar on a shelf
Collecting dust and grime
Stuck in a corner in the back on the right.
Remember when you fought yourself?
Trying to decide whether or not you needed help.
Trying to decide who you loved more
You or him, the terrible war of 1994.
Remember the war
Blood and gore
Spread across your face like war paint
And you screamed out your battle cry
For hours on until day became night
His words like bullets hitting your chest
Spitting out nails to conquer what was left
Both sides tried their best
To win something that was never really addressed
Blackmailing each other with things that were never confessed.
What a mess,
The war of 1994.
Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 10:32 PM UTC
Jealousy??
A myth!!
A way to hide the truth
Love??
An illusion!!
A way to live with fake
Hatred??
A mystery!!
That happens for the wrong person
What if Love and Hatred be interchanged.
I wold hate you till the end of my life!!
Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 7:09 AM UTC
hark! I am greeted by angels
each with devil horns and
spikes in their backs
blackmailing my feet to lead me
where?
away from from the shining seas
twinkling eyes and fluttered eyelashes
fare thee well in these trying times
they screech at me from
their balconies
all I can do is cry
deep in my hands
cracking my nose with my knuckles
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 3:06 PM UTC
*She left
needed an alarm
to remind new day
holding her love..
remembering... that
she keep on hurling
stones and made
the love glass to break
I learned
both of us are not experienced
the same love, otherwise…
waited……………
she came back
to stick
the broken one
now, am not experiencing
the same love.
her tears blackmailing
the love…….. It always
happen in Love
and continue in marriage life….*
Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 9:28 PM UTC
His younger sister was the bride
And he sat facing the gushing girl
He fondled the **** of his walking cane
As he waited for her eyes to meet his gaze;
When they finally did, he smiled a knowing smile
A vexing, blackmailing smile
That sought a response- a glint of acknowledgement;
It sent chills down her spine, sweat broke out on her back
She now regretted having been the one who'd started-
The impetuous demands that violated the natural
And made them feel like some Old Testament pairs
He'd become relentless, with pickpocketing deftness
At the drop of a hat, he'd drop his pants
Now, rising from his seat, he blew her a kiss
And that did her in
Jul 5, 2019
Jul 5, 2019 at 8:55 AM UTC
a mistake she made in telling all
to that blackmailing gentleman
at any time he may drop the ball
in divulging her secret's pan
to that blackmailing gentleman
entrusting personal data
in divulging her secret's pan
disclosing every cantata
entrusting personal data
without checking out his dodgy side
disclosing every cantata
yep she'd be on a slippery slide
without checking out his dodgy side
where beans were spilled by the gob
yep she'd be on a slippery slide
so many details would easily lob
where beans were spilled by the gob
in divulging her secret's pan
so many details would easily lob
to that blackmailing gentleman
Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 6:51 PM UTC
He is biologically programmed to love you unconditionally, regardless of anything or anyone you might do.
He’s the first to break your heart and the last to mend it.
He teaches you so many things whether they’re wrong or right. But even if he fails and gives you those great issues everyone wants and might have. This specific type of disorder that cannot help you differentiate between every other man you have slept with..
He's supposed to be the guy in your life that will never leave and never make you feel worse about yourself. Make you feel like that ridiculous princess that you are going to be.
It goes downhill when it does not work out because you’re holding hands with all the wrong boys and your mother starts to blame you because it is not one-sided when in reality it is. And everyone just starts emotionally blackmailing you on whatever you’re doing and shaming you in what makes you happy.
You receive ******* from the best guys that ones your mom would want you to marry. Then you laugh and realize that they’re not here to stay and you flutter to the next hand that will play with your hair like your father didn’t.
He makes me you want to be everything in the world just for him to be proud of you and give you that approval for the genes he shares with you.
Yet you also want to make sure he’s alive to see that pretty corpse of his little girl just to make him feel hell.
Every single hell that you went through with the occasional wrong guy that shared a kiss with you.
You’re thankful for everything else but less thankful for the **** you did not ask for.
Unfortunately, even if you surround yourself with either the jerks or darlings of the universe you always see that guy at home in one of them, either in the way they speak or cook.
Nov 1, 2017
Nov 1, 2017 at 1:08 PM UTC
There is a major shortage
Especially in southern latitudes
That creates an insufficiency
Of any proportionate gratitude.
They don’t realize down there
That the 1970s gay rights fuss
Let issues of personal freedom
Come in from the back of the bus.
These noisy not-very-Christians
Should be standing up to cheer
Instead of ******* and moaning
Over copious bottles of beer
Because all of us are different
In many different secret ways
And if all their secrets came out
Their friends would be amazed.
The difference is that those,
The ‘be Godly on Sunday’ folks
Would be the sad punchlines of
Some fairly disgusting jokes.
The reason they are not making
Gay *** look much more tame
Is they seldom admit out loud
And give their peccadilloes names.
They scoff at those born gay
And point their fingers at us
And use their faulty logic to
Pompously try to combat us.
It takes those of us who stand,
Who fit the profile of the plucky
To try to get across the point;
Bigots should think themselves lucky.
It’s a wonder that the news today
Of the gropers and the whorehounds
Those jerks elected to high office
Think they stand on moral ground
While many reverends are molesting
Blackmailing, cheating and conniving
And yet of hypocrisy by the righteous
News virtually never stops arriving.
Could it be that it is too much for them
To keep this self-righteous stance
Of watching those demanding freedom
And still looking at them askance?
Wouldn’t it be better if they all
Did what their pal Jesus really said
And get what the revivalist untutored
Greedy church liars out of their head?
Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 3:43 PM UTC
odd ducks and space cadets
curry and whistler
sugary innards
emmie is now green
blackmailing her with secrets
dont accept things that are unacceptable
as sweet as pink eye
.
Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 10:16 PM UTC
I loved you when the sun was rising,
I still love you now when the storm is hard.
I look at you in my dreams,
and find myself alive.
One thing you have not assured me is,
if you are here to stay.
For the last time we were together,
you painted me in plain.
I told you about the tales,
the tales of my heart.
How much it gives me stories,
of you and I and us.
But why do you not assure me,
that we will still be one?
In happiness, in sadness and even
throughout my life.
Are they threatening you?
Are they blackmailing you?
Are they asking you to leave me for…?
Someone younger than I?
Someone more beautiful?
Someone more amazing?
But one thing I seek of you is a direct answer,
an answer to the question that has bugged me,
Killed my soul,
Stole my existence,
Honey, please do anything but never,
Never paint me in black.
Jun 10, 2016
Jun 10, 2016 at 7:05 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
When is there love for me,
Instead of lust,
Pray hard enough, but no answer,
In god we trust,
Putting the fate of my hands in jeopardy,
Or jeopardize putting me in a coma permanently,
Don't know what it is with me and being numb , but,
But to yell out if have if have bad intentions is just selfishly dumb,
Like Donnie Darko,
And his imaginative dark demon,
******* always wanna talk , my name they never mention,
So apparently I'm emotionally scared, without compromising,
My life was hell enough , and think that's it fun blackmailing,
Let the shine bright, on the poor decision you made for me to do a killing,
Now I'm hanging from the ceiling.
Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 6:57 PM UTC
I _trusted_ you.
A bond that is supposed to last until my adulthood.
And you took it from me.
I used to think it was normal.
But now I _hate_ you.
I hate your presence, your touch, your speech.
I don’t understand if you are lying to me again.
Blackmailing me.
So I won’t let you bring me back down again.
I will _fight_. Until this life is no longer mine to keep.
Nov 27, 2024
Nov 27, 2024 at 2:24 AM UTC