"putred" poems
I wanna rip this beating heart out.
I wanna throw it to the wolves.
I wanna feel there nashing teeth
on splintered human veins.
I wanna see you melt the darkness
that has eatin into my brain.
I wanna see you be a trickster
and slice these putred sayings,
these words that i live by,
that open up my mind
to wonders that can see through
all the screaming bleeding cries.
The screams of people dying,
being murdered in the streets.
The cries of all the children
that are weeping at my feet.
I wanna see your face
twist in crooked agony
at the sight of all these horrors
laying dormant in your dreams…..
Feb 1, 2011
Feb 1, 2011 at 8:30 PM UTC
Alive in a nightmare
Awake in a daydream
putred stench
blood curdling screams
We all belong here but we're dieing
horizon of salvation
road to nowhere
one last call
get your ticket
call home
Tell them you loved them
but now your free
alone and dieing
awake at nighttime
trying to dream
May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 7:21 AM UTC
Dark days came around the corner,
Little angel had wind kissing her forehead
Metal leaves fall and dented the ground
Gentle steps feathered the clouds
Don't be in a hurry, my child!
Your mom didn't finished your dinner, yet...
Don't wave any of the cars down,
You don't know what evil might lurk inside...
You were destined to end this nonsense,
You were brave enough to call for help,
I hope angels will wipe your tears,
And in heaven you won't know about fears.
You did wave down a car,
As you found the evilest monster of all
He was holding the steering wheel of your life
With his putred hands reeking of metal rust…
The pain in our hearts is so great
As we know we could have helped you, perhaps
The lesson learned is, don't hesitate a second more
When you know that your actions might count!
Your cells are blended with the sky,
Your tears are blended with the rain,
The green grass whispers your name,
Of a brave angel that had to die..
Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 5:49 PM UTC
I move like death.
Silent breath.
Im the monster in every tale.
In the witch, the fiend, even the white whale.
Im wreched and vile to my very core
Im fear, im envy, im so much more
I am the night
I am the light.
Putred, disgusting, my pelt pusses with slime
I'll live through it all and rise straight through the grim
There are more of me. We spread like wildfire
Nothing quite quenching our desire
Ill turn on my brother, it's loyalty i lack
If my eyes wander to a meal behind his back
My hunger ferociously consumes me, Im a slave to its will
it controls how i move, how i breath, when i ****
Ill charm you over with just my grin
Then in just one moment your world will spin
I wont leave your screams, even if u beg
For you see, I live in your home…
…and stand on two legs.
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 5:04 AM UTC