i am envious of you
your memories, your poetry
your false beauty
and putrid pity.
plain and simple
i adored you but alas-
i was one of many
just a grain of sand.
i blew in the wind
[and your mind]
you took what you could
and what i allowed.
tender blades of grass
cut into my skin so
enchantedly, caressing
my mind.
it tickles like an itch
like a rich bitch
bruised and battered
i claimed to be.
lying in a mass of
nothingness amongst
your kingdom of fake
women and wisdom.
you are a pretender
a player of games
sit in your thrown
of muddy milky tears.
majestically you sit
before your servants
of love and lust
and only i remained.
forgotten and bitter
biting fingers and toes
pulling apart daisies
and snorting roses of lace.
you cry about inhumanity
whilst you feed upon
the poor that you
serve, poorly.
where were you when i
was so fucked up beyond
repair and emotionally bruised.
oh, that's right, you were there.
taunting me, taking advantage
of my mental miscarriage
and cotton candy tongue.
and you took it all.
now, i'm here and you
motherfucking forgot me.
you kiss me every day
and those kisses kill me.
Please tell me what you think
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A very fine write, indeed. You have expressed your thoughts quite well. Thank you for sharing this one with us. -
absolutely amazing poem...perfect just like that. best poem of the week at least.
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wow this was a very agressive, sad and angry...it can easily relate to this but you did a great job on writing it keep up the good work
stevie
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wow, that's so like aggressive, sad, angry. i like it!
I'm that kind of writer, but im trying to stop, im writing about happy things for a while and trying it out.......Well done, I like the title and how it is like wierd with the poem, very nice work and great write! It brought me joy to read it b/c i can relate, alot. and im sorry u had to go through this pain.
-HD, oh and come by anytime and read something, ha ha
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Oh, so raw, so bitter, so angry, so filled with hate. Must have done something terrible to make you feel this way - being used and loving it.
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