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🖤 Black Rose 🖤
Why must we fight, day in, day out?
Let these be the last cruel words from your mouth.
Pushing me to the edge—this is no Morticia and Gomez tale,
Hatred in our eyes, each word a violent hail.
You once accused me of being a materialistic.
So I shattered everything, set the chaos in a swirl.
The TV—sliced with a knife,
That painting of love, torn from life.
I broke the dishes, screaming in pain,
Materialistic, I'll destroy it all in vain.
I don't care for what you've given me,
What matters now is all we cease to be.
Why must we fight, day in, day out?
Torturing each other, full of doubt.
Is it pride or love that makes us stay?
Won't close the curtain, though the show's decayed.
You blame it on our state of mind. We won't
Ever fight like this again.
It’s nerve-racking when the lights go dark.
I've tried everything, still, I've failed you,
Let me keep my bitterness, it’s all I can do.
My silent confidant—my only friend,
Why must I to feel both hate and love
For you?
You were perfect, then you were not,
Now I wear the villain's heavy plot.
I don’t care what anyone thinks,
Let them judge while my heart sinks.
Why must we fight, day in, day out?
NP
Let these be the last cruel words from your mouth.
Pushing me to the edge—this is no Morticia and Gomez tale,
Hatred in our eyes, each word a violent hail.
You once accused me of being a materialistic.
So I shattered everything, set the chaos in a swirl.
The TV—sliced with a knife,
That painting of love, torn from life.
I broke the dishes, screaming in pain,
Materialistic, I'll destroy it all in vain.
I don't care for what you've given me,
What matters now is all we cease to be.
Why must we fight, day in, day out?
Torturing each other, full of doubt.
Is it pride or love that makes us stay?
Won't close the curtain, though the show's decayed.
You blame it on our state of mind. We won't
Ever fight like this again.
It’s nerve-racking when the lights go dark.
I've tried everything, still, I've failed you,
Let me keep my bitterness, it’s all I can do.
My silent confidant—my only friend,
Why must I to feel both hate and love
For you?
You were perfect, then you were not,
Now I wear the villain's heavy plot.
I don’t care what anyone thinks,
Let them judge while my heart sinks.
Why must we fight, day in, day out?
NP
Published 26th Jan 2025
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Are you not entertained? I saw a quote that said hurt an artist and you'll see masterpieces of what you've done.
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26th Jan 2025 7:46pm
What a powerful and emotional poem!
The language is raw and intense, with phrases like "cruel words from your mouth", "hatred in our eyes", and "torturing each other" creating a sense of urgency and desperation.. Overall, this poem is a powerful exploration of the human experience, highlighting the complexities of love, hate, and relationships.
The language is raw and intense, with phrases like "cruel words from your mouth", "hatred in our eyes", and "torturing each other" creating a sense of urgency and desperation.. Overall, this poem is a powerful exploration of the human experience, highlighting the complexities of love, hate, and relationships.
