"palying" poems
**** it,
I'm done.
I can't take this **** anymore
someone is palying a trick on me
it's like the world was made
mean for the purpose of my own personal torture.
Too much suffering for one man,
surely this isn't just
my life was made to rust.
I am deceived by everyone,
those who speak the alien toungue
of hate, *** and pride
those who aren't alive.
I've been tourmented
I've been ******
False hope given then
driven back down to suffocate
in an abyss of black ink
as if to make me long the
smell of the deserved air.
To whatever is pulling those
strings.
On behalf of a simple mortal being
**** you .
Hard.
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 2:04 PM UTC
passing lights
on a gloomy saturday night
when the sun is asleep
I'm wide awake questioning what I currently seek
"there's so much to go"
I THINK
I go to the restroom and feel like my energy is going down the toilet
I pause the music palying in the background
Silence the hainting voices and shower
Clean my body
Turn off the water
Shiver for 5 minutes
I forgot my towel
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 8:19 PM UTC