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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 10:42am
13th Jan 2025 10:42am
Tired of your bullshit
I'm so sick and tired of hearing you
So much that I don't know what to do
I don't think you're handsome, pretty, or smart
I could find your personality cheap at the mini-mart
You think you're clever, funny, and kind
People like you make people like me lose our minds
I hate who you are, what you believe in, and stand what for
Being forced to be around you at any time is a chore
Everything you do, and everything you say
Makes me contemplate suicide every day
You do things so backwards, I don't even know where to start
I wish...
So much that I don't know what to do
I don't think you're handsome, pretty, or smart
I could find your personality cheap at the mini-mart
You think you're clever, funny, and kind
People like you make people like me lose our minds
I hate who you are, what you believe in, and stand what for
Being forced to be around you at any time is a chore
Everything you do, and everything you say
Makes me contemplate suicide every day
You do things so backwards, I don't even know where to start
I wish...
#anger
#CallToAction
#fiction
#frustration
#hate
66 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 10:42am
13th Jan 2025 10:42am
Tired of your bullshit
I'm so sick and tired of hearing you
So much that I don't know what to do
I don't think you're handsome, pretty, or smart
I could find your personality cheap at the mini-mart
You think you're clever, funny, and kind
People like you make people like me lose our minds
I hate who you are, what you believe in, and stand what for
Being forced to be around you at any time is a chore
Everything you do, and everything you say
Makes me contemplate suicide every day
You do things so backwards, I don't even know where to start
I wish...
So much that I don't know what to do
I don't think you're handsome, pretty, or smart
I could find your personality cheap at the mini-mart
You think you're clever, funny, and kind
People like you make people like me lose our minds
I hate who you are, what you believe in, and stand what for
Being forced to be around you at any time is a chore
Everything you do, and everything you say
Makes me contemplate suicide every day
You do things so backwards, I don't even know where to start
I wish...
#anger
#CallToAction
#fiction
#frustration
#hate
66 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 10:42am
13th Jan 2025 10:42am
Tired of your bullshit
I'm so sick and tired of hearing you
So much that I don't know what to do
I don't think you're handsome, pretty, or smart
I could find your personality cheap at the mini-mart
You think you're clever, funny, and kind
People like you make people like me lose our minds
I hate who you are, what you believe in, and stand what for
Being forced to be around you at any time is a chore
Everything you do, and everything you say
Makes me contemplate suicide every day
You do things so backwards, I don't even know where to start
I wish...
So much that I don't know what to do
I don't think you're handsome, pretty, or smart
I could find your personality cheap at the mini-mart
You think you're clever, funny, and kind
People like you make people like me lose our minds
I hate who you are, what you believe in, and stand what for
Being forced to be around you at any time is a chore
Everything you do, and everything you say
Makes me contemplate suicide every day
You do things so backwards, I don't even know where to start
I wish...
#anger
#CallToAction
#fiction
#frustration
#hate
66 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 10:42am
13th Jan 2025 10:42am
Tired of your bullshit
I'm so sick and tired of hearing you
So much that I don't know what to do
I don't think you're handsome, pretty, or smart
I could find your personality cheap at the mini-mart
You think you're clever, funny, and kind
People like you make people like me lose our minds
I hate who you are, what you believe in, and stand what for
Being forced to be around you at any time is a chore
Everything you do, and everything you say
Makes me contemplate suicide every day
You do things so backwards, I don't even know where to start
I wish...
So much that I don't know what to do
I don't think you're handsome, pretty, or smart
I could find your personality cheap at the mini-mart
You think you're clever, funny, and kind
People like you make people like me lose our minds
I hate who you are, what you believe in, and stand what for
Being forced to be around you at any time is a chore
Everything you do, and everything you say
Makes me contemplate suicide every day
You do things so backwards, I don't even know where to start
I wish...
#anger
#CallToAction
#fiction
#frustration
#hate
66 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 10:42am
13th Jan 2025 10:42am
Tired of your bullshit
I'm so sick and tired of hearing you
So much that I don't know what to do
I don't think you're handsome, pretty, or smart
I could find your personality cheap at the mini-mart
You think you're clever, funny, and kind
People like you make people like me lose our minds
I hate who you are, what you believe in, and stand what for
Being forced to be around you at any time is a chore
Everything you do, and everything you say
Makes me contemplate suicide every day
You do things so backwards, I don't even know where to start
I wish...
So much that I don't know what to do
I don't think you're handsome, pretty, or smart
I could find your personality cheap at the mini-mart
You think you're clever, funny, and kind
People like you make people like me lose our minds
I hate who you are, what you believe in, and stand what for
Being forced to be around you at any time is a chore
Everything you do, and everything you say
Makes me contemplate suicide every day
You do things so backwards, I don't even know where to start
I wish...
#anger
#CallToAction
#fiction
#frustration
#hate
66 reads
12 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 9:34pm
2nd Sep 2024 9:34pm
Cathedral of Laments - with Shilohverse
Embroiled, in a cold wet ground-hugging narcissistic
psychopathic fog. In Aberdeen with the odor of dead
cod and abandoned graves. Now in my delirium of
forgotten laments strangling the corpses of death's
harlots, gone to soft pâté. Chilling the bones of those
who wander, lost in its suffocating grasp. A place
where shadows dance with the fractured light. On
the lonely streets of loose cobblestones, haunting my
grotesque abomination doomed by my insanity.
Adrift rattling my bones in the abbey a thousand
shriving midnights. Tasting armageddons...
psychopathic fog. In Aberdeen with the odor of dead
cod and abandoned graves. Now in my delirium of
forgotten laments strangling the corpses of death's
harlots, gone to soft pâté. Chilling the bones of those
who wander, lost in its suffocating grasp. A place
where shadows dance with the fractured light. On
the lonely streets of loose cobblestones, haunting my
grotesque abomination doomed by my insanity.
Adrift rattling my bones in the abbey a thousand
shriving midnights. Tasting armageddons...
#collaboration
#dark
#fiction
130 reads
5 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 9:34pm
2nd Sep 2024 9:34pm
Cathedral of Laments - with Shilohverse
Embroiled, in a cold wet ground-hugging narcissistic
psychopathic fog. In Aberdeen with the odor of dead
cod and abandoned graves. Now in my delirium of
forgotten laments strangling the corpses of death's
harlots, gone to soft pâté. Chilling the bones of those
who wander, lost in its suffocating grasp. A place
where shadows dance with the fractured light. On
the lonely streets of loose cobblestones, haunting my
grotesque abomination doomed by my insanity.
Adrift rattling my bones in the abbey a thousand
shriving midnights. Tasting armageddons...
psychopathic fog. In Aberdeen with the odor of dead
cod and abandoned graves. Now in my delirium of
forgotten laments strangling the corpses of death's
harlots, gone to soft pâté. Chilling the bones of those
who wander, lost in its suffocating grasp. A place
where shadows dance with the fractured light. On
the lonely streets of loose cobblestones, haunting my
grotesque abomination doomed by my insanity.
Adrift rattling my bones in the abbey a thousand
shriving midnights. Tasting armageddons...
#collaboration
#dark
#fiction
130 reads
5 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 9:34pm
2nd Sep 2024 9:34pm
Cathedral of Laments - with Shilohverse
Embroiled, in a cold wet ground-hugging narcissistic
psychopathic fog. In Aberdeen with the odor of dead
cod and abandoned graves. Now in my delirium of
forgotten laments strangling the corpses of death's
harlots, gone to soft pâté. Chilling the bones of those
who wander, lost in its suffocating grasp. A place
where shadows dance with the fractured light. On
the lonely streets of loose cobblestones, haunting my
grotesque abomination doomed by my insanity.
Adrift rattling my bones in the abbey a thousand
shriving midnights. Tasting armageddons...
psychopathic fog. In Aberdeen with the odor of dead
cod and abandoned graves. Now in my delirium of
forgotten laments strangling the corpses of death's
harlots, gone to soft pâté. Chilling the bones of those
who wander, lost in its suffocating grasp. A place
where shadows dance with the fractured light. On
the lonely streets of loose cobblestones, haunting my
grotesque abomination doomed by my insanity.
Adrift rattling my bones in the abbey a thousand
shriving midnights. Tasting armageddons...
#collaboration
#dark
#fiction
130 reads
5 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
Your Poet
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
#dragons
#fiction
#lover
#sky
#WritingPoetry
111 reads
1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
Your Poet
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
#dragons
#fiction
#lover
#sky
#WritingPoetry
111 reads
1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
Your Poet
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
#dragons
#fiction
#lover
#sky
#WritingPoetry
111 reads
1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
Your Poet
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
#dragons
#fiction
#lover
#sky
#WritingPoetry
111 reads
1 Comment
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