"gello" poems
They want to tell you that the evil that I fall asleep begrudgingly with is the same that every single one like me is bludgeoning the innocent with,
I am not afraid to say it, I am not the victim,
I will stay awake for days until there's no more skin to pick from,
I'll sew shut the mouths of every infant to quiet every winter,
every mother will resent her womb, a fruitless wound within her
****** every father with these wide, arresting ****** eyes
and hips that move on their first ride enthusiastic like a child,
so certain in his mind with every ****** the ways that he'll betray her,
in a rabid fit of lust becomes a family annihilator
They want to tell you that the evil I resent that resides in me is the same as all the rest they deem as accidents
but it takes a heart of pure love and hatred to swim above the surface with a millstone round your neck
Jul 6, 2021
Jul 6, 2021 at 2:40 AM UTC
I met a girl , i dont knw how
She seem so cute , my cute fellow
With little dreams , she headed sharp
Like a twinkling star , in a deep mellow
She talked so sweet , like honey lump
Sugary sweet and soft like gello
A crispy smile , and big round eye
Rose red lips and a bit too shy
I wish to lord, they he may grant
A lovely life , in a holy style
Ur wish may true , n ur face may glow
Thats ma wish , ma cute little fellow
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC