Submissions by Tormented1
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Hypocrites
Ment to serve n protect not disturb, abuse n neglect, but you're on a power trip n not in it for anymore then that n a corrupt fucking paycheck, when I look back n reflect you's don't save nowhere near as many lives as you's wreck. Fuck you's n all your new tech, you'll never know me no matter how much you try to dissect. You hypocrites ain't worth shit n one day you'll be judged too n probably end up in the pit where many fires are lit.
#corruption
#hypocrisy
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The suicidal n tormented need shelter.
For something as little as telling the truth, you can quickly be left with out a roof over your head, I'm not as strong as some of the homeless so i may soon be dead. I feel a lot of loneliness, i feel like a pathetic mess. Sometimes i just wanna checkout slit my own throat or hang myself take the easy way out, swing from a tree n finally be set free, the only thing stopping me is the love n the guilt i feel from my family. I'm sick of crawling back to my loved ones coz i seem to never stop falling. I'm so lost, if i neck myself it'll be somewhere deep in the forest. It feels so wrong to...
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Evil has no boundaries
You's reckon ill burn? I cant wait coz i know the tables will turn, my mimicked supposeable friends i know i dont believe for one second these cunning decievers will ever again decieve me n they will get theirs in the end, i will never be one of their blinded believers, not for one moment will i be one of your beckoned, haha at least thats what i have reckoned, not scared for one minute or a second. But im still wondering when or if this torment will ever end. At least i dont feel fear from you filthy pigs ya soul eating whore, now more than ever ya need to fall into a bottomless pit so i can...
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Cowards
Yous tell me yous are dragging me down to hell with yous, i thought i was pathetic till i met yous, one day it'll be me walking all over yous with my shoes. Besides my loved ones ive got nothing to lose, so take a long hard think about it, I'll let you choose, its not just my fate, im feeled with love n compassion but yous have also made me full of hate. I'll keep imploding like i always do but I'll finally explode when i finally get the chance to go toe to toe with yous. Believe me the fire burns deep within but I won't have the desire to commit the sin, im saving this for you evil cunts...
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A miracle or a curse im still alive?
Feeling very depressed, starting to feel the pressure n getting so stressed. I really just wanna die, i take alot of pills n alcohol everyday so i dont cry just to get by. Ive been doing this for a very long time just to cope, ive gotta try hold on but ive just about lost all hope. I dont wanna die invain but its hard to handle all the suffering n the pain. Dont know how ive lived this long for a fucked up 27 year old guy named shane.
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If i cant have peace vengeance will be mine one day
Build the flame, play the game, die in vain, let em think im insane, fly with shame. Something i never wanna do, the only thing i wanna do is sacrifice myself n end you's.
FUCK EVIL!!!!! MAY TAKE ME YEARS BUT IM A PATIENT MAN, ILL FIND A WAY
FUCK EVIL!!!!! MAY TAKE ME YEARS BUT IM A PATIENT MAN, ILL FIND A WAY
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f**k Evil
This the first n only poem iv ever wrote, just felt compelled. Wrote 3 years ago just before my 25th birthday.
Demons all around never stop fucking with me n let me have some peace n quiet, don't wanna hear a sound but yous just wanna cause a riot, can feel n hear n see them all around, making me sweat, bleed, ache, shake,n sometimes rumble Like a quake , drip tears but im more the wiser to their fucked up manipulative evil deceiving life thieving ways n fears, no hesitation to keep trying to make me confused n stumble n their ultimate goal may be to see me crumble, it's so...
Demons all around never stop fucking with me n let me have some peace n quiet, don't wanna hear a sound but yous just wanna cause a riot, can feel n hear n see them all around, making me sweat, bleed, ache, shake,n sometimes rumble Like a quake , drip tears but im more the wiser to their fucked up manipulative evil deceiving life thieving ways n fears, no hesitation to keep trying to make me confused n stumble n their ultimate goal may be to see me crumble, it's so...
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