Good morning of years ago
The smell around the house is different
Like rotten flesh and the sounds of cracking wood
Under the ceiling lies the surrogate
A dead body and a thick rope around her white neck
The bruises clearly showing off the battle
But the last drop of saliva from her tongue paints the floor
And the distorted reality makes sense now
Mommy, bye bye
I cry, you die
Good morning of few years ago
Another round of unsatisfied lust
My pink flesh worn out by your genitalia
Defenseless I stand your penetrating hate
The spilled milk bathing my body, a warm shower for wounds
Can you smell the sperm's stench against my dry fluids?
But my womb still looks at us, are you enjoying her product?
Your distorted eyes couldn't predict a knife in my hand
Daddy, bye bye
I kill you, die
Good morning of months ago
The petals of the trees fall in the Salvos
The beauty, the filth, the scorn was soon detected
And the in-and-out show started again, a white bath
Salvation army, a Christian lie hiding starving maggots
Eating my skin like the vultures around the dead fodder
Masturbation with my skin, killing your sexual needs
But they end as always, exploding my plan as I run
Foster, bye bye
I run, you die
Good morning of days ago
A big drum growing inside me, kicking me
The inner 46 genes, half of them unknown for me
How I hate you, baby, how I hate you
Procreated from the sin of foreign dicks
My not innocent body welcomed them with the scorn of need
Broken in a second of fury, solitude and unwanted love
Injections, strikes, the embryo and I have died
Baby, bye bye
With you I die
The smell around the house is different
Like rotten flesh and the sounds of cracking wood
Under the ceiling lies the surrogate
A dead body and a thick rope around her white neck
The bruises clearly showing off the battle
But the last drop of saliva from her tongue paints the floor
And the distorted reality makes sense now
Mommy, bye bye
I cry, you die
Good morning of few years ago
Another round of unsatisfied lust
My pink flesh worn out by your genitalia
Defenseless I stand your penetrating hate
The spilled milk bathing my body, a warm shower for wounds
Can you smell the sperm's stench against my dry fluids?
But my womb still looks at us, are you enjoying her product?
Your distorted eyes couldn't predict a knife in my hand
Daddy, bye bye
I kill you, die
Good morning of months ago
The petals of the trees fall in the Salvos
The beauty, the filth, the scorn was soon detected
And the in-and-out show started again, a white bath
Salvation army, a Christian lie hiding starving maggots
Eating my skin like the vultures around the dead fodder
Masturbation with my skin, killing your sexual needs
But they end as always, exploding my plan as I run
Foster, bye bye
I run, you die
Good morning of days ago
A big drum growing inside me, kicking me
The inner 46 genes, half of them unknown for me
How I hate you, baby, how I hate you
Procreated from the sin of foreign dicks
My not innocent body welcomed them with the scorn of need
Broken in a second of fury, solitude and unwanted love
Injections, strikes, the embryo and I have died
Baby, bye bye
With you I die
Author notes
Option 2
Abuse from another source, be it family, friends or society. I do NOT want sappy poems on how he hits you but still loves you and will change blah blah, no. Make it an angry confession of hate.
It also features elements of self mutilation in the last stanza and what not. I guess it's not enough.
A contest entry
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400 points, ended April 27, 2008, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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Very well done. Quite desturbing. Perfect.
Dani. -
completely fucked up...but in a good way
wont win this contest though because i wanted poems that hadnt won anything yet -
Excellent write, vrey powerfull and sad, well done. Thanx for entering and good luck!
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Very twisted, very dark. But still, it shows just how screwed up life can be at times, and what it does to our minds. Great job here. Thank you for entering the contest.
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great write i loved it it was so strong and powerful keep up the awesome work i wish you the best of luck in my contest. thanks for adding something to it.
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Mhmmm a very dark and twisted poem. The repitition was very intriguing and the word choice was ex I love the excellent. I love the morbid taste that is left in your mind after reading it. Good job.
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I suppose I can see how someone would come to behave this way and wishing harm on the people who killed them inside, perhaps literally killing them to punish them. This is very heartfelt and bitter and I think nobody should have to feel that way.
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This is so sad and omg so dark and morbid, and at the same time I loved it because it has a real horror to it all.
The way you wrote it as well, the style that its in is very inviting to read, meaning it was easy to get into while reading but you had great choice of words and it wasn't to out there and unacceptable! All in all a very dark but good read!
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