"disguse" poems
She was a master of disguse,
She always kept a smile on her face, no matter what happened,
She always laughed when someone made a joke,
All of this during the day, people so blind,
Not knowing what she does at night,
Cries herself to sleep, wears sweaters everyday to hide her ugly marks,
Looks in the mirror and the demons inside her head chant, "fat, ugly, useless, stupid, die" over and over again,
She falls asleep to be in nightmares throughout the night,
Still she wakes up puts on her mask and goes to school and pretends her life is wonderful
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 7:17 PM UTC
Y our a pathological liar
A pretending villen in disguse
Your muse is attention
Your a puppet master with your snake eyes
Weak when you stand alone so you grasp at another
There you are, standing on thier shoulders
Can't you be man and learn from your mistakes
No, you only look to find whats there for you to take
Its not that you left me
Loved me, but was pretending
Its that you can't even admit
The worthlessness that you yourself has commited
Honesty you say
You stood by and were a man
But you lied your *** off until the very end
The whole entire time
It was a plan of torture
Every smile and every nod
Every insult and every blunder
You chose to decieve
And continue going on
Even if our togetherness was truely wrong
If it was over for you
Why didn't you leave me
I'm not a piece of glass
Your not going to break me
Your a coward
Plain and simple
The truth hurts maybe
But your a fool and you lost in this game baby
Sep 24, 2013
Sep 24, 2013 at 6:00 AM UTC
If only I could gaze in the endless darkness
If only I could breath in the deepest water
If only I could reach the end of time
If only I could turn around
But my love
You taught me how to visualize with different eyes
Where all the black and white becomes colorfully bright
To breath what’s not in the air but in your words
Where it doesn’t only keep me alive but devine
To fly with my mind
Where the wings are hopes and love
Where there is no wrong or right
To face myself
Where I can see beauty in disguse
Flowers bloom in mud
My love
I’m still learning
I might never understand life fully
At least, I want to love freely
If only you could keep teaching me
Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 4:24 AM UTC
There are demons among us, angels in disguse..
We dont know the difference, they all came from the sky..
but we all walk on earth, heads up in the clouds...
Would you know his vocie, if he was screaming out loud...
Or do we think he's paper, materialistic dreams...
money making favors, thats just what it seems...
These demon playing angels, catch you with there schemes...
Tell You that happiness, is found in all these things..
Gravitate to the lavish life, cuz that weights stronger....
and let go of the free fall, into a deeper hunger...
So we over eat, indulge, and over treat...
Not carring bout the brother you left hungry on the street..
forget about his need...
He waisted his own life,we live a different type of greed...
Cuz we only care about ourselves...
Responsiblity,hahaha put my kids up on the shelves...
Thats what my father did....
So I'll follow in his foots steps,not the ones mommy lived...
Thats alright we say,thats alight...
A way for you to cope,with the things that wasn't right...
The lavish livng life, the one this money gave...
The one I'll never get, but ill keep tryin to the grave...
Wheres the mind set,where is the heart in that...
Do you ever remember your mission, it wasn't about that...
You were sent to save the world..
all my boys and girls...
But if money is all you breathe, then you'll never believe...
And The whole world is lost in your greed...
Mar 27, 2012
Mar 27, 2012 at 9:54 AM UTC
I need security, like a hug that warms me
I can’t keep pretending not to be
I’m struggling to remember what made me better
Cause the words that I used to say seem like an error
The memory of the colonge “Invictus” still floats
His cologne always seemed to calm me during my episodes
But now I’m starting to wonder if that was even real
Anyday now someone will rip off the disguse and make the big reveal
Am I delusional or do I just need to stop obsessively obsessing about everything?
These thoughts don’t sound right and my futures looking grim
I’m chasing a feeling that doesn’t exist anymore
I’m trying to fight and serve in a fictional war
Maybe I really am delusional, and I’m not sure what’s fact and what’s fiction
I’m waiting for someone to give me permission to make a decision of my own volition!
I want people to give a **** or two about the things I’m thinking loudly
I’m just asking for a little respect, after all, I always listen undoubtely
Smash me into the ground with your opinions, just listen and hear
I’m not trying to take your ear
You may not be real at all, but could you try a little harder
I want effort in relationships, not this ******** social torture
I need a push in the right direction, don’t tell anyone, but I probably need some help
I don’t think it’s in my best interest (even if it’s what I want)to be
I’m not trying to be a **** when I say this, bud
But I need you to step it up
Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 11:15 AM UTC
You hide
You hide behind your jokes and lies
you hide
you hide behind your disguse
and don't want people to realize
that you hide
you dont want me to see with my own eyes
and that makes you like me
so you can keep hiding
until you let me see
who you are and who you will be
Apr 13, 2014
Apr 13, 2014 at 2:05 AM UTC