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"paybacks" poems
Karma, Karma hateful heart in trouble, ***** deeds of action will now simmer and bubble…. That surge in the stillness of air vibrates leaves on every tree, the truth laying below deceptive layers where you think you’re safe to be. That tingly feeling on your skin the spark of fire within your eyes, a surge of deception fills the air as light flickers in the sky. An eye for an eye paybacks can run deep. Do you think yours are any different? Karma really does SEEP! Be careful where that energy roams Karma pays back in triple, for that ***** deed done and lie told can devastate, destroy and ******* ~
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Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 12:51 PM UTC
Decisions, Desisions
I hope that you're unhappy I wish that you were dead... Hopefully psychotic delusions Dance inside your head... I hope you contract ****** I want you to bleed... I hope you never find what you think  you need I hope you fall madly in love, no really I do 'Cause I hope he is abusive, and he cheats on you... You deserve nothing, I pray that you go blind I hope you keep suffering until you lose your mind... I hope every choice you make turns out a big mistake I hope each promise made to you the promise maker breaks... I hope you know my hatred is true Thank God they took my son from you... I hope you feel guilty you should be ashamed Thankfully it's my family that shares his last name... I hope you feel worthless, hopefully no one cares I hope when you long comfort that no one ever dares... Hopefully you understand what a ***** paybacks can be I hope you are scared to death and you never live fear free I hope you detest the life that you alone have built while we're loved abundantly and are happy to the hilt... I hope you know he's finally free all safe and sound, right here with me... I hope through time he will recover Everybody knows you have failed as a friend, woman, and mother... Heidi Shavill 2011
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Jan 23, 2013
Jan 23, 2013 at 3:20 AM UTC
Hopefully
Getting hurt means you’re starting to become stronger We may feel weak at first because of the suffering But one day, we’ll realize we had enough and that You don’t need paybacks to be happy with your life.
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Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
Hurt
Life is just full of paybacks. When you do something you expect something in return. Even when you don't, you still get something in return. Whether good or bad. So be careful what you do out there. It might happen to you one day.
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Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 9:25 PM UTC
PAYBACK
you were an education that I'm still paying for
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Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 6:50 AM UTC
paybacks
My sister think Its easy because she got my dad paycheck, He holds his change and aspects from me like chains and paybacks I wondered why the late text, it's funny how they say that ..... Get blamed for all mayhem My mom she placed in Maybach I placed her over ajax and now I seen the face that I seen on my grandmother's grace cause.... It's mother's rebuke that breaks me It's father's words that made him And now that I'm 30 still at home I placed everybody feelings over mine I placed the dreams the middle child alike My oldest sister dines when I got nothing mine. I sit in my cell my room my beak my jail my grace my mercy sing my tears don't hit the scene yet I know everybody dream I am the last of these ...soon they be dead and gone ill be the last of these. So ... Today I'll choose myself, my opportunity wealth my peace my newly belt my boundaries and myself I give a prayer here I'll let my presence be the grace and mercy that I felt , who cares about the rest who cares how I make my bed . Today I choose my dream today I let it sing even if I bump head I thank the Lord of above for loving me.
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Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 6:21 AM UTC
The youngest child
1) Why is it that every time i try to leave my body are also the times you emphasize the little things that don't really matter to me? It'll be days where I'll hear you whisper to me things like: "No one's gonna call or text you." "Your wallet is nothing more than a hollow shell of an accessory that makes you feel like an adult." "Everything you have right now will mean nothing to anyone because the successes you've had were meaningless to begin with." 2) Why are you such a hypocrite? You've always reminded me that I have friends that look out for me but days later, you take it back and tell me that no one loves me. You've always reminded me to keep my phone and wallet at the pockets of my pants because it's more worthy than myself yet days later, you tell me these are my most useless possessions You've always reminded me to study hard and challenge myself everyday yet this whole time you remind me that once I disappear, so will everything I worked for. 3) Do you want me to go or do you want me to stay? I can sense you're helpless without me. You always want me to help you find your phone or your wallet because no one else will. You want me to help you become literate for the sake of just being literate. But from all the help that I do, all I get are your sadistic paybacks. You torment me in ways that I feel manipulated, helpless, and weak. 4) You're so powerful yet why do you need me? You can just pick up that ringing phone with 3 notifications from my friends asking me "What's wrong?". You can just read that book about theories all by yourself. You can get the paper on your wallet that has "Do not cut yourself" written in it. You can do anything without me. yet... 5) Why do you always remind me that things will get better but as I get older, it only gets worse?
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Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 9:39 AM UTC
5 questions I have for my mind.
1) Why is it that every time i try to leave my body are also the times you emphasize the little things that don't really matter to me? It'll be days where I'll hear you whisper to me things like: "No one's gonna call or text you." "Your wallet is nothing more than a hollow shell of an accessory that makes you feel like an adult." "Everything you have right now will mean nothing to anyone because the successes you've had were meaningless to begin with." 2) Why are you such a hypocrite? You've always reminded me that I have friends that look out for me but days later, you take it back and tell me that no one loves me. You've always reminded me to keep my phone and wallet at the pockets of my pants because it's more worthy than myself yet days later, you tell me these are my most useless possessions You've always reminded me to study hard and challenge myself everyday yet this whole time you remind me that once I disappear, so will everything I worked for. 3) Do you want me to go or do you want me to stay? I can sense you're helpless without me. You always want me to help you find your phone or your wallet because no one else will. You want me to help you become literate for the sake of just being literate. But from all the help that I do, all I get are your sadistic paybacks. You torment me in ways that I feel manipulated, helpless, and weak. 4) You're so powerful yet why do you need me? You can just pick up that ringing phone with 3 notifications from my friends asking me "What's wrong?". You can just read that book about theories all by yourself. You can get the paper on your wallet that has "Do not cut yourself" written in it. You can do anything without me. yet... 5) Why do you always remind me that things will get better but as I get older, it only gets worse?
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There is some relief as you move on and see he moves on too. It let's you breathe though when you look his way it does hurt a little bit....but then you see him fall as hard as you did...that's when the rest of the relief  sits in... cause you know she won't be there to catch him and he'll  land on his face and have to pick up every piece just like you did....there is something so relieving to know it's not only you... and paybacks a ***** ain't it?
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Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 9:53 PM UTC
Relief
In digging a pitch garden made with stitches of ruined charcoal I sowed into ten bowls made of silver Ten showmen, made of clay and soul. I knew enough to know I didn't have a second to have for myself first. Still, it's worse to know I thirsted for a patchwork portion of stable little points, painted on a thrift store surface. I didn't care how clean or worn it was, because it always does the same thing and it stings my eyes and dyes my curtains It brings my lies and paybacks certain. Not knowing is enough. Showing feels too tough. I baked my show sinew, and stuck it in a stock *** It's a lot. By god it is. Caught in needlepoint necks makes my life something I could give.
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Feb 2, 2021
Feb 2, 2021 at 1:48 AM UTC
Frenetic Sowings