I blame Nature, not you.
Fuck you,
Nature.
(that's my title;
and now the crappy poem!)
The Fever Dreams
and falling rocks;
You stared at them
Like shitty friends
You love
Across the ashen rainbow
(I fuckin’ hate your friends;
They’re stupid, like you.)
I swear,
I saw you waving
with your
dead stare
at my death;
And laughing hysterically
in the arms
of someone
dumb
as they are strong,
trying not to cry,
letting go
To get away…
But you, love,
were only sad for yourself,
(I was always sad for you
And you were never sad for me;
It makes me wanna say,
“caring is crap”
So try to be nice,
And get a laugh.)
Fuck it all.
Yeah, you never told me to move
Until it was too late;
I got smashed..
And let’s be honest, mkay bitch:
It’s really not polite to tell someone who just got hit by a car
That they have, in fact, been severed in two
Or three
useless pieces.
(Just clean up the blood, hug me, and let me die.)
God, And those goddam rocks!
They hit me so hard,
My skull was so fragile
From the hangovers
Of the good times
With you
They smashed right through
And went down to my shoes,
With the exception of the biggest one
In my brain
And two,
And blue
Like your eyes
Stayed inside
That goddam heart
Of mine
(please,
Stay away from it)
You kissed me with a wandering eye
And a wandering and “poisoned
And foaming at the mouth” heart
I was the bright lighthouse
And you were the ship
I was the lighthouse
And I
Was the ship that sank.
You kissed me and covered me in a golden net
Of sad and true lovers;
A place at once deep in the earth
where the black water
Is a cold bed
Of no sun,
And skeletons;
Evil things crawling
In your thoughts
And you gave me the worst of them;
Only the worst, ever the worst,
The least of all those deserved,
Little, pitiful me;
And it was also high in the sky
where birds that scream
and die,
falling
Are eaten by their friends
before they smash
The ever bloody ground
(however, the heads and hearts
of many lovers
have managed to hit the ground
Before being eaten,
but they tend to die anyway,
At least a little bit.
every time,
we die
a little bit)
And sometimes,
In the good times
We were just alone on earth,
In a park maybe, and holding hands.
The sky would even be blue sometimes.
And smiling.
I love your smile.
But he’d somehow walk into and through your mind
And you’d let go of my hand,
As you lean forwards,
As if you were trying to be closer to his fading ghost
And I could say such beautiful things
That would make you hold so very tightly!
For a moment…
But all moments go.
And then you treated me like shit
Intentionally, willfully, you freakin’ told me
That it was your plan to hurt me so bad
That I would push you away
So the guilt of a break up
With a “great person”
Wouldn’t be on your head…
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You kissed me and caught me and held me
But that was only in my dreams
We were only a dream
And so after that one sweet embrace
We crawled into a bed of feathers
And rolled around;
There was one smile between us;
then you made it all stone
And you raised your thin knife,
O wicked witch
To stab the beaten, shaved, defiled
The beautiful, sacrifice,
The sad sinner
Of all innocence
The Great Lion.
I am
And you found his heart;
he died,
And he had no strong Father,
In heaven, or a caring one
On earth;
No magic so long forgotten
No will to power,
And none anyways,
Just your name
O wicked
Witch,
On the lips of his die quivering last.
There was only
“Jessica.”
And death.
*
Or something like that.
You know
There’s nothing like bad love
To toughen a mother fucker up…
All the same I think I’ll go cry
For a few days,
Get wasted.
That whole thing.
And so it is, my devil reader,
It’s done
It ends between us,
Like it’s ended for everyone else that’s found the person
They can’t live without; take one hand, maybe two,
Maybe all those in the room,
And try and count the amount of times
You’ve felt that way for someone.
That totally complete and wonderful broke heart way;
Just two in the world…
And so it is, my devil reader
It’s done.
It ends so completely between us.
And with one painful lie,
I told you I loved you with the typhoon crashing
Into the mountains that scream
LOVE
and die
Like colossus struck at the knees and bowing
into the greedy ocean
that swallows him
And all the surrounding sharks
and things
Are busted into spewing pools of blood
And all their souls are heard to be severing
Like a flaming train going sideways down the rails
That we thought were straight and true!
With the lava burning up continents,
Passions like suns dying in the mouth
Of a child
screaming for his dead mother
Till he’s got no air
And his eyes are pools of blood
And he’s fallen on his back
Staring at the ever pounding sun;
And then, he too, is shot
By the devil himself
Right in the face.
True love
ruptured like the Louvre
Being punched by the fist of god,
All the paints and canvas vanished
Destroyed.
I told you with one painful lie
That I would commit suicide
For the endless terror
of being separated from you
And dead or alive
Before the next morning
I just wanted to have really awesome sex
One more time…
Yeah, and while in moments
dark,
confused
I thought it so devastatingly real…
It was only a lie
To make you hate me.
And leave me
Be.
(you could never stand anybody with problems,
Despite the fact that you’re always ranting about your own,
You could never stand anybody
With an extroverted sex drive…
And like all people,
Premature obsession, you know, love, too immediate,
Terrifies you,
Annoys you)
And so it was,
To make you hate me
And leave me
Be.
To say at last
And forever,
Goodbye.
Goodbye…
I mean it;
You’ve hurt me enough
Now, I guess, hate me, please
Just goodbye.
Forget me please,
I
Really can’t forget you.
But I will.
I think;
I mean fuckin' farewell
But no fair, no fare,
And I hope you‘re not well,
No… I guess I do.
Goddamn goodbye!
God...Jesus fuckin' Christ
made a baby
Uh. sigh!
Yes,
Yes, of course, whatever
Goodbye.
It’s done
It’s over.
Author notes
wrote this drunk... comin off what's one of the best high's around.. love love love boohoo.
A contest entry
- Intoxicated by Hell In Harmony.
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Comments
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"( I fuckin' hate your friends;
They're supid, like you.)"
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bleh perfect
but you already knew that didnt you?
congrats
this was def. amazing
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god, your poetry makes me feel like when you eat berries or mushrooms that you find in the woods just to see if they're poisonous and your half hoping that they are and youre half hoping that they're not.
My favorite parts:
"( I fuckin' hate your friends;
They're supid, like you.)"
"I told you with one painful lie
That I would commit suicide
For the endless terror
of being separated from you"
Great.
(but your really hoping that they'll make you high) -
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hahah fo shoooo. thanks for the comment miss
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Great write for one on a drunken high
Long poem that goes on and on, still I read to the end as interest did not wain a bit, kept me going and that's gotta be a plus on your behalf. Great imagery throughout, and you wrote this drunk you say, probably you didn't realize how long it was until the next day, lol! Long but a super write.
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Yeah, and while in moments
dark,
confused
I thought it so devastatingly real…
It was only a lie
wow, the imagery and emotions in this are brilliant....... its amazing..
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'(Just clean up the blood, hug me, and let me die.)'
fuck, this is amazing.
i love the title. what made you think of this?
i can feel a whole bunch of anger mixed in with genius.
perfect!
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well thank you! except I accidentaly typed a couple stanzas twice towards the end there ha.
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I blame Nature, not you.
Fuck you,
Nature.
(that's my title;
and now the crappy poem!)
made me smile
The Fever Dreams
and falling rocks;
You stared at them
Like shitty friends
Across the field
good intro-actually.
(I fuckin’ hate your friends;
They’re stupid, like you.)
blunt is good
And laughing hysterically
in the arms
of someone
dumb as they are strong,
trying not to cry,
i actually love the
feeling of this
And let’s be honest, mkay bitch:
It’s really not polite to tell someone who just got hit by a car
That they have, in fact, been severed in two
Or three
useless pieces.
(Just clean up the blood, hug me and let me die.)
oh gee <3 humor AND irony.
what more is needed in life?
My skull was so fragile
From the hangovers
Of the good times
With you
good images.
You kissed me with a wandering eye
i can picture it.
Is a cold bed
Of no sun,
And skeletons;
Evil things crawling
In your thoughts
And you gave me the worst of them;
Only the worst, ever the worst,
The least of all those deserved,
Little pitiful me;
And it was also high in the sky
where birds that scream
and die,
falling
Are eaten by their friends
before they smash
The into ground
breathless.
In the good times,
We were just on earth,
In a park maybe, and holding hands
its a emotional rollercoaster
reading this. i love it
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that's one of the best comments I've had in a long time. I feel like you understand.. and that's so rare, and refreshing I guess. thank you!
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I blame Nature, not you.
Fuck you,
Nature. ...
and i , my curly headed friend , could not have said it better .... FUCK YOU NATURE!!! for everything , that happens everywhere you are...
this piece was dissected piece by piece by my too uptight brain ... but then i read it through again , a little calmer and i have a frown i wear for you and your loss... but for every loss there is a gain, its the whole ying yang , good bad thing...
hell i will always love ya cos i dont even know you ...
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trying to relate the whole thing back to the title. its a very complicated poem. But i really did enjoy it. very surreal, loved the imagery of the stones and the seperation between persona and the characters on the side of the road. all the time elmo is laughing in the backround, asking people to tickle him... don't know if that was the aim, but that was the effect on me. loved the idea of a "devil reader" as well. wish i could have thought that one up before you!
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haha thanks man!
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