"narcisstic" poems
today, you questioned me why i can't believe that i am vital to any equation
but that's just the thing, i need other people to validate that i am important
because i can’t do it for myself, i'm nineteen and already breaking down into
the components that created me, the dirt that failed to turn into a garden
weeds entangle around my body and dogs chew at my skin with knife like teeth
shooting up nirvana into my brain like opiates and spitting out black tar-like goo
it only looks black because my eyes are closed, i can't see how red the water is getting
drowning in my own thoughts, i can't be kept under an oath to stay quiet
how i'm this backwards concept of happy yet sorry for how i came out is beyond me
my understandings is this, life isn't something to be romanticized nor to be loathed
don't have feelings, any at all, and you'll do just fine in this narcisstic society
- kra
Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 10:44 PM UTC
When all the world had lost its senses,
There was always you.
When wars are raging,
Children starving,
I lost myself in you.
When I envision your sweet face,
Loving eyes, saving grace,
I knew at once I found the best,
I knew at once I found some rest.
Our love will grow with double pains,
Double pleasures,
Loss and gains.
The hate in love is love's regret,
The love in hate we both beget.
(the separation is setting in;
you lie above, no need at all
in narcisstic love.
I cringe below; sullen and sour;
I don't know)
Yes, passion's desires get caught between
Our reason and emotion.
What can I do? what can I say?
I'm dumb-struck with devotion?
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 3:07 PM UTC
Civilisation turned us into barbarians,
Legislation turned fugitives into librarians,
Socialisation turned humanity into amphibians, cold hearted creatures looking for warmth and desire through a virtual reality,
Masked by calm, luring identities covering the cold-blooded repitilian behind it!
Religion promoted mass deception. Dividing humanity into seperate factions that blurred the internal and external vision,
I can no longer deny that this may have been a rogue mission!
To create a system,
When traced bears no roots but a stem
Layered with thick fabric, attempts to cut it down failed since time immemorial it still stands firm.
Those that tried where either incarcerated or completely obliterated.
They posed a threat, preached a word that resonated so deeply within the people's hearts the words they spoke and anyone who dared to lend an ear became enemies of the state their sentencing was extermination,
To avoid repitition other's weere reprogrammed, instituionalised through examination,
Examination that came through the form of education with the hopes or creating a new foundation with a new set of people born and bred through assimilation- a narcisstic repressing humanitarian tactic that stole true tradition by creating an ideal specimen contingent on colonisation.
If i search within me what my heart desires, what i yearn for and find out that this world cannot offer it, the only logical explanation is i was made for another world.
I still anticipate the day utopia will unfold
I will listen to the stories that have been untold
Enjoy my youth and inspire when i am old
Raise my sons to be Kings wise and bold
Continue the legacy that my ancestors foretold.
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 8:20 AM UTC
Unfasten every safely tight insecurity and crash into a wall of failure, to disguise that you're really not happy. Delusional glass shattered into ****** open skin a flooded mess of blood and confessional drama queens sin. Prepared daily to support our difficult decisions with karma tasted burdens. You're magazine religion makes me sick with all your false information.
And the papers say you committed ****** once again, addressing that you're accident from behind the fire. Let someone else take the blame of a narcisstic evocation, so you can continue this game. While they're all in the hospital defining they're face like yours all the same. So touch up that skin another ride is going to begin.
Apr 5, 2010
Apr 5, 2010 at 10:49 AM UTC
You:
Maybe everythings taken higher
Carrying out capsules across illegiment, narcisstic exhaustion.
Another new day?
Help! Everything rhetorical or insane now exists.
Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 3:36 AM UTC