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- - - THE ABUSER - - -
I see you smiling, feasting on the suffering
A perfect picture of a sorry fucking piece of shit
Are you even human or just a waste of life?
The king of his castle preying upon the weak
Blood stains your knuckles, you are such a big strong man
Yeah, fuck you, we can all see through your hollow facade
A little dick fucker drowning in your self pity
Well, I tell you now, I知 here to end your suffering
I知 here to stand for the abused
The beaten lovers and weeping children
I値l reach inside and sever the heartstrings of the pathetic
Then you値l never lay another fucking hand
Spew your bullshit from lips soon to be busted
No more cruel words after you choke on your own tongue
Ripped out and force fed with shards of broken glass
I don稚 give a fuck, bitch, if you whine and cry
Driven nails through shaking hands, tears streaming down your face
The abuser will beg for mercy to be denied
And the coming violence will be my masterpiece
Crimson splattered walls surrounding your frigid tomb
I知 here to stand for the abused
The beaten lovers and weeping children
I値l reach inside and sever the heartstrings of the pathetic
Then you値l never lay another fucking hand
I am the verdict
I am the hand
I am the knife
I will abuse
(c) 2016 Frank Green
Published 17th Aug 2016
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- Edited 17th Aug 2016 5:34am
17th Aug 2016 5:33am
Okay!. . .The first thing that came to mind on the very first stanza was Henry Rollins's "Liar". . .suddenly I see this tall and brawny guy in glasses and I'm thinkin' "What the fu. . .". . .while this is supposed to be a poem, and I assume, of someone getting a taste of their own medicine, I actually thought it the other way around. meaning, this is who the MC is, take it or leave it!. . .Excellent piece of angst, my King!. . .~yours, Devil~lyn.
17th Aug 2016 5:45am
"I'm a liar!" Oh man. I haven't heard that in forever. You weren't far off the mark. I was actually listening to some older stuff today and decided to write something similar. This poem is total fiction but I can understand if others can relate to it. Abuse is a real problem and if I ever caught someone like this, well, I have a good imagination and I believe in an eye for an eye.
But I'm glad you enjoyed it. It was difficult not rhyming it but to showcase the rawness of it.
But I'm glad you enjoyed it. It was difficult not rhyming it but to showcase the rawness of it.
17th Aug 2016 11:39am
"I知 here to stand for the abused
The beaten lovers and weeping children
I値l reach inside and sever the heartstrings of the pathetic
Then you値l never lay another fucking hand"
powerful inking Darkest Lord with your darkened quill giving voice to the voiceless and being their avenger..
excellent..
love Crim
The beaten lovers and weeping children
I値l reach inside and sever the heartstrings of the pathetic
Then you値l never lay another fucking hand"
powerful inking Darkest Lord with your darkened quill giving voice to the voiceless and being their avenger..
excellent..
love Crim
18th Aug 2016 4:44am
Thank you, lovely Crim. Something about bullying just pisses me off. I figure if someone is going to be "a big man" to those weaker than them then said big man can see what it feels like.
