revenge
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My heart was shattered
Broken glass
Shards of ice
Love's a lie
and lie's the word
I saw you with her
The blonde,the girl
But as you know
I'm bittersweet
At this point, it seems like there is nothing left for you to lose,
And you are reminded of everyone of your failures due to every cut, scar, and bruise.
Just like so many other times in your past,
Unlike last time, this time is not going to be the same,
Because I am the one who got myself into this mess, and I am the only person who I can blame.
For the first time in my life, I am not worrying about anyone else,
Because I have taken care of everyone else for so long, and put my own priorities up on a shelf.
Disappear for a while and allow yourself to remember who you are,
Allow yourself to embrace every single one of your scars.
Remember who you truly are and where you have come from,
I've never had my head spin and blank out so hard,Never tried to stay awake for nights,Because the darkness was absolutely terrifyng,The ones you trust become an unsure thing,
I hate the games that our generation likes to play,
And it has made me lose faith in trying to find love someday.
Because no one can actually choose to say how they feel,
So I guess I gave you the benefit of the doubt and I gave you too much credit,
And I wish I could go back to the start of our story and provide it with a few edits.
When we met, things were falling apart,
And you were the only one who was able to help me heal from the start.
When my world was ending, you made me believe in hope and love once again,
Fuck all of you for constantly making me feel this way,
For needing to fight the urge to end it every single day.
Fuck you for constantly making me need to be the bigger person,
And just like before, everything started off fine,
And I decided to overlook everything and ignore all of the signs.
That just like everyone else you are batshit crazy,
Thing always seem to get hard right before the miracles occur,
And sometimes it is easier to wish for things to go back to how they once were.
You really thought I would give you the privilege to stop me,
But you have no idea who I am and the person that I am trying to be.
You so badly wanted to believe that I was broken,
Sometimes the best thing you can do is let go of what you know is no good for you,
But, even though it is the best, it is also the hardest thing that you have to do.
I always thought that if you were the one to back down, it meant that you couldn't take it,
And that if you were the one who chose to walk away, all it really meant that you decided to quit.
It was the most horrible thing I've ever seen.I was murdered 100 years ago on Halloween.A man accused me of vandalizing his house but I didn't do it.I told him that I was innocent but sadly, I could not prove it.
A suitcase was left on my porch that was full of body parts.When I learned whose body it was, it really broke my heart.I burst into tears when I learned that it was my son.I hunted the killer down and shot him with my gun.
I learned to stay passive, like the times grown eyes watch when threats were attaching to me until a lack of breath. They pour more pain then I suck it up to toughen up. But I always feel weeker because it comes closer to my agony.I stay in my pla
When writing this poem/song, I took inspiration from the greatest rapper of our time (in my opinion), Tupac Amaru Shakur/also known by his stage alias, “2PAC” while listening to arguably his most popular diss song called “Hit
i don't belive in justice
as if the intangible thing you stole from me
could be replaced with an apology
and time
You, my dear, are nothing special.
No more significant than the dust
On your unread books.
No more important than the stale
Ambition in your eyes,
Or the grey clouds in the sky.
I am your burden
The God you called out to that did not answer
They failed me for the final time
I came begging on my knees
Skin torn and bleeding
Having walked thousands and thousand of miles
Karma will come for those who are lost
Karma will come for those who have a cost
Everyone's done wrong, for justice there's mercy for none.
There's no point in hiding from the scales of judgement,
Putrid fumes were emitted throughout the 7 gardens of Ardenia--
The matrix of hedges led to a different pathway Scattered along
the periphery of the Nutbush Alexandria Malitissa --
Before this pyre we stand my son,
Within this hallowed shrine.
Gods, let the flames be seen throughout
Hispania one last time.
The babes of my breasts
have left the wombs of there mother's hollow and barren
In refusal of a world that no longer bears my fruit
I'll cut you off. It'll be easy.
Like a wart from flesh, though not as fresh,
I relish the day that you confess,
As I step on stage, wearing the very same dress,
I wore that day when you professed,
What drugs made you think of me,
My helpful little helper bee?
The pollination of disease,
Upon your naked worm I feed,
I wish that I could free your soul,
My whirly, girly, rolly-poll,
In the Jungle, there is a mystery of darkness and wonders;
There is a war between a mighty beast and a man.
They kill for pleasure and for vengeance;
you think you can play with my heart
boy i’m not a fucking harp.
you think u can treat me like shit
sexualize me just to submit.
i’m not a part of your little game,
your big charade
The things you said were more than words:
Those evil barbs you fired my way
Were meant to hurt, to crush my pride
So stunned, I had no words to say
-
I took one on the chin and once
SAINT MARY OF THE SEA POSTS A LETTER:
TO THE SIREN HUNTERS, BE WARNED
i saw what you did
when you made sure no one
was looking
The King of Ash
I am the King of Ash,
And the King of Ash is me.
All around,
The scorched ground,
Tells of awful travesty.
Embers crackle underfoot,
You wanted to screw me over?
Tear me open to tear me apart.
Well, guess what?
You’re the only one getting that part.
I’ve got wit, class, skill,
Ready for the kill.
You’ve got charm, lies, an arsenal
Monkey see monkey do,
Monkey's gonna murder you.
Monkey knows the way you sneak,
Sees the company you keep.
With a collar around her throat,
Monkey's gonna make you choke.
Monkey see monkey do,
Pin prick after pin prick and thread after thread,
we are nothing more then stitched smiles onto burlap faces
that sit on workbenches of lost people.
These chapped-lipped apologies seem stuffed and overflowing,
Once upon a dead man’s dying wishMy war waging, a blade to my heartFriend’s we once called,I to youYou to IThen by what calamity bringsYou call to our loved ones,Justification, brittle
I wish to paint your carcass black,
Show you all the dark thoughts I've ever had.
I wish to tear you limb from limb,
Use my anger
To show you the pain I'm in.
Eden was never a symbol of perfection
Aphrodite was never a symbol of love
Love to the Greeks meant madness, meant that someone had fallen too far
Knew he wasn't the one first time that I met him
Wondered how many girls he couldn't haunt
But if he's a jerk then I can be a beach
Killing his reputation for revenge
once upon a time
our lives were intertwined the right way
the love we had so sticky sweet
rich like batido de mamay*
flower garlands
lockets
locked hands
I.
Heavens flicker and take fire.
The Earth takes its final breath
Trembling, Stained, Defiled.
Dreams gained with certain loss
Once upon a time...There lived an ogre in the clouds.
He had all the money in the world from a golden hen,
He had the loviest music in the world from a golden harp.
I waited there for hours,
You said he would be here.
I can’t believe I listened,
But I won’t shed another tear.
You have hurt me for years now;
You promised me a new man.
The clock strikes 2 am
As I wait for him
To blow down the doors
The phone rings
That is probably him
I answer it
It was not my husband
Rushing downtown
I run through the doors
that crawling feeling when you're feeling all alone
that buzzes from the depths of your soul
to the teeth in your skull
to the tips of your fingers, bouncing on the keys,
Thank you for the help
Every day I walked in to your room you looked at me with wrath
Any paper I gave you, it was not good enough
Could you ever get it through your head that the love I have for you was realIt wasn't something that just magically appeared and knowing that the love I use to have for you is gone is what brings me to so many tears I can't help but to cry a pudd
On the night spirits rush outside of the door
The fire grows larger, singeing the floor
His heartbeat grows faster, denying his will
Starting now,
She shifts in disconsolate fear.
Days passing one after another,
It seemed time encumbered her thoughts.
Faces tell her she is alone.
She forgets faces.
Years now,
"The shadows are long
The shadows are dark
They always lurk
They leave no mark
The shadows are big
The shadows are deep
The shadows fall
As the world sleeps
The shadows return
The beast is inside, the opposite path marking his deadly ascent
All I could feel now at this moment is the raging fury I feel upon seeing the bones of those who failed before me
Gen’rally, as pirates go
There’s something that you ought to know
If you’re looking for some friendly sands,
Don’t winter down at Ireland
There’s a Scottish Scourge, by name MacCaddock
Instead ofbeing the onewho hurts,Becomes the onegetting hurt. Embrace, this is me.No.
Singer 1:
It hurts me to hurt others
And you deserve my pain
As much as you deserve
A trip on heaven's train
Singer 2:
My anger's hit its tragic end
But I'm more hurt inside
The Dreams of Tomorrow
Contest entry for Payne County Youth Services 2015, 8th annual contest. As of 12/12/15, results and placements have not been released yet. When they are, I’ll post that in an edit if I placed.
Your beauty was overwhelming and your smile seductive.
The words you used were endearing but destructive.
My days with you were fantasies, and now my days alone are torture.
I'm a liar.
I'm a fake.
I plant a kiss on his lips,
A smile on my face.
I don't care.
I play hard.
Rumors spread
Cut like glass shards.
I'm a liar.
I'm a fake.
Tiptoes, softly, gently steering
he towards me, and me I'm fearing
thief of childhood ever nearing
INNOCENCE OF 8 EYES DIE
I am a venomous snake in the tall grass
Waiting to strike and kill those who pass
Acid is weak compared to me
That corrodes and decays peace and glee
We played a game. It's called "love". The rule is simple: whoever falls first, loses.
I played honest, and you played a role. That's how you won.
When I'm gone they'll say they loved me
They'll claim they had no hate
But the reason that I'm dead
Is because they came too late
The ground will cover me now
As they gather 'round to watch
I saw my chance and took it, chopped him down.
He did not see me coming, the old clown.
How could he? I was carful and meticulous
studied for weeks I did, oh the wickedness of me.
On the bed and on the bathroom counter
I lost track of time, maybe two hours?
I completely devoured the passion
you were incredibly lacking
and got a high of pure satisfaction
The waves of fire,
roll across the sky.
The stained ebony river
flows beneath the bridge,
that bears witness to
a murder. And the
frightened elderly man-
the eyewitness to the
all i have is this yellow chair.
it's dusty and chipped, and from god-knows-where.
it was sitting in a pile of your shit.
i think i stole it from you when we split.
It is said to be best served cold.
It grows in your soul incripting like mold.
Such a sinister idea, an evil from the inside.
From the dawn of time to present day.
It infects everyone of us worldwide.
Sometimes little things remind me of you
and the horrid things that I'd like to do
like get Brittany Perry to fuck your boyfriend
or beat you to death over and over again
The power of revenge can overwhelm ones heart....
it can fill you with rage and hatred and tear you apart...
sometimes revenge is like cold water on the hottest summer day...
My heart is of a cold bottomless chasm
Ever since you left me in this barren and wretched world
I seek for your comfort and embrace
Yet, everything is still in my way
It's been almost a year
And I'm still crazy
All of the memories you've left me
Haven't become foggy or hazy.
I hate you, God, do I hate you
And your perfect life
Leaving me broken in my garage--
766509, please raise your hand. To the school I was but a number, feeding money into the stands. What I say I mean quiet literally because money is all that mattered. The students saftey, or ablity to learn
Careful, now, I daydream softly,
As the clock strikes one by one,
Only a lifetime 'til that saintly bell tolls,
but until then, the prisoners must suffer.
I hear the voice that makes my starry mind pucker,
Isn't she beautiful?
Tall, lean, full of youth.
Full of confidence in her
Blood red dress.
No one knows her,
But everyone wants to,
Her past consumes her,
Too much to bare as
What a beautiful color, red, she said
And smashed it down with her hand
Orange is pleasant as well, I can tell!
And crushed it according to plan.
Green, so keen, a fervent shade
Label me, bitch.
Dyke.
Fag.
Tranny.
Label me, bitch.
Freak.
Creep.
Queer.
Label me, bitch.
Geek.
Dork.
Fuck up.
Label me, bitch.
Whore.
Slut.
She paints her lips rouge
Donning the black dress and matching hat
Putting on pumps and a veil
She is going to a funeral
Bidding farewell to her final betrayal
This entity has no heartbeat
This is it.
That moment you have waited for
Your whole life!
So why is it joy you feign?
And tears you shyly wipe clear,
From your eyes?
Is it not glorious?
As fulfilling,
Amidst gothic bewitchery and roaring seascape,
I delve into the cryptic conscience of primal instinct,
shadows sprawled behind, mouth agape,
Of trivial human things I could hardly think.
Burning, Blazing, Blistering.
The sweet taste of revenge
Coats every inch of my throat.
Scorching, Searing, Sizzling.
Eyes on fire,
I can't breathe.
My target is all I see.
Seeking you out.
On a chilly Autumn’s night
With the fire burning bright
Two lovers are lost from sight
And a crow takes its flight.
One year later
The crow returns
While in the distance
The fires still burn.
If failure had a word,
I guess it would be me,
You crushed me,
Destroyed my confidence,
When you didn't even give me a chance.
What do you know about hardship?
About art?
One, two, three
Step on me
four, five, six
Grab some sticks
seven, eight, nine
Now you're mine
ten, eleven, twelve
See you all in hell.
You’re a disgrace
Every time I see your face
You get replace instead of misplace
For your actions that took place`
You nutcase with no race
I will retrace your birthplace
And efface it off this space
Death to my right hand
He has betrayed me
He lied, stole
And crushed my soul
Hmm that was smart
No one messes with me
I'd kill you myself
If I knew where to go
You can't run forever
Doubt, doubt, whine and pout
Sore, sore, because you know nothing anymore
Theres one thing i've learned about love,
They never come with protection,
So we are all forced to go raw.
I was forced to fall in love with myself,
Simply because nobody else will.
