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Deaf Ears

Posted: December 20, 2017 in Angry Poetry, Dark Poetry, Hurt Poetry
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Deaf Ears

Nothing that I say will hurt you
Nothing will haunt you in here
And I’m trying as to hurt you as you’ve been hurting me
But you have your apathy which rules over your feelings
And your denial, and you “get out of jail free” card
And the friends who are hypocrites and suck it up to you
How can someone have so much power?
But every empire fall to its feet
Every empire eventually turns to dust
I’m the one to tell you that you’re wrong
While everyone else has been too afraid to
You have too much self-centeredness
I’m the one to pull you down to level the inequality
You feel too proud for the things you do
Like anyone owes you anything
Your lack of self-consciousness
You don’t think about the consequences of your actions
And you deny the aftermath you’ve caused in the lives of others
As if you’re not at fault here
As if you’re not to blame
You’ve been put on a pedestal by wealthy people
And those in need don’t ever deserve your pity
But you’re looking down on them
As if saying “they got there because they didn’t try as hard me”
When you have been given everything on a silver plate
Except for the essential
That’s why you’ll never find out where you come from
You’re half a person
Tearing everything in half
Your heart is putrid
And your love is tainted
You cannot relate
Cause you feel confortable
You feel in the position to say or do whatever
You think that the womb of your procreator is your place in your bigoted empire
You think you come from monarchy
But you have no respect for the respectable, the poor, the needy and the humble
Cause inside your black heart you’re like your ancestors
Selfishly proud of thinking your untouchable
But for me you have become nothing but scum, the worst kind
Let this fall on your deaf ears
‘Cause you only have hearing for those who come to praise you
But for me, you’re insignificant as long as you hold onto your self-delusion of greatness.



Posted: December 10, 2017 in Angry Poetry, Dark Poetry, Hate Poetry
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Fuck you and fuck your kind
Always looking to manipulate and play the victim
Fuck you and fuck every one of you
Always seeking for pity and play the good person.

Fuck you
This is why I’ll never respect you
You live in such a fantasy
Moving all the pieces in your favor.

Fuck you
The day will come that nobody will believe you
Oh, yes, it will come
And I’ll be laughing from my hell’s prison cell.

Just practicing rhyming with some words

Adding to the Wordplay

Here comes again the king of arrogance
You better think twice before taking a stance
Cause I’ll say or do anything just to win
I’m convinced this is the way I’ve always been
I’d even slit my wrists just to prove how honest I’m
‘Cause losing is one thing I simply can’t stand
I would even give my right arm, my very soul
Just in exchange, just to channel all the rage and anger I’ve stored
Don’t take this message as subliminal
This is personal
I’m as raw and as fresh as a slaughtered animal
I can’t help but to become a raging cannibal
When these fuckers think they can beat me at this world’s game
It’s so lame
I can do this gagged, blindfolded, tied to my bed
Adding up to this wordplay, this is child’s play
It’s like Chucky chuckling up here in my head
Yelling “Murder them” into my brain
As blood begins boiling inside my veins
It’s a shame, they don’t know how insane
It can get
You can bet I would wear an explosive vest
Just to show y’all that I’m the bomb
Just to prove my fucking point,
Just to attest that I’m the fucking best.

The Appositively Hypocrisy

Still tired, bored with this pc world?
About all the fucking shit we still cannot speak of?
Still tied to, biting off your tongue?
You can get away with almost everything if you write it in a song.

Fuck tolerance!
There’s some shit I need to get off my chest
Be irreverent!
Still it’s irrelevant if you try to do your best.

These pacifist assholes always being violent towards me
Why can’t see the irony? The appositively hypocrisy.

Still in awe, up in arms about this?
You can only fight about what the majority agrees on
Still in grief, aggrieved about this shit?
You can’t speak the truth when everyone’s convinced you’re wrong.

Fuck ignorance!
There’s a lot of shit you don’t know about here
Be observant!
About how stagnant you become when in fear.

These political-correct maggots always warping the facts
Why can’t they see the bigger picture? It’s all an act.

They got us by the balls
Even if you profess yourself to be a full-time feminist
Soon your name will be called
When it’s time to jump off the ship and into the shark infested sea.


Posted: September 18, 2017 in Angry Poetry, Dark Poetry
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A really angry, different poem. Cause sometimes I’m not in the mood.


You have an issue with me
Go cut your fucking wrists
“Such a harsh and sensitive thing to say”
Well, I said it. Deal with it!

If you wanna tell a tragic story
I could always lend you mine
I have a lot of it to spare
If you want to feel truly sorry
Come, live in my shoes, bitch!
Soon enough you’ll be shitting bricks.

If you’re looking for an endless barrel
Of agony, anger and self-repression
Take a peek into my brain
I swear to you won’t be regretting it.

Do you really want to hang around this place?
I could always hang myself one of these days
You think you’re cursed and full of disgrace?
You can always listen to what my voices have to say;

“Kill yourself, you worthless piece of scum”
I don’t drink or get high like all of you dumbfuckers
So when you’re like me, awake and sober
You don’t have another choice
But to confront all of the bullshit
It’s impossible to drown all of the noise.

If you’re looking for an endless barrel
Of self-loathe, self-awareness and self-injuring
Take a peek into my heart
It’s a perfect conundrum of pointless suffering.

The only regret I have
Is not having killed the damage inflicted in me
The only regret I have
Is not having killed the ghost-like-stalkers out there.

Consuming Fire

Fill this tank
‘Cause it’s empty
You faceless man
You used to have a name
Not mentioned anymore
Cause I’m too proud
And I’m too hurt
To even repent.

I knew from the beginning that this was going to fail
You told me over and over and over and over again
But I like the mistakes in a flavor that I can enjoy the taste
I’m drowning but my arms don’t reach out to be saved.

Leave me alone
But (please) don’t forsake me
Cause you’re in my head
And still cannot hear me
Bit my tongue
Before claiming anything
My pride
My anchor keeping my under.

I know of your existence and all of your righteous ways
But this outcast found a place where hurt is heard
There’s no more trace of you in the present world here
It has become the thing that you told me I’d most fear.

If you don’t reach me, I won’t attempt anything alone
I know that I need this, but I need to see my worth
You left an imprint in my soul, enough to hold me back
But you forget to place a filter when the sky turns black.

Verbalizing the Hurt

You make me feel invisible
And I know I am waste of time
You made that very clear to me
I’m alone in my own head.

I’m not here for your pity
I’m here to push you down
Not here to play the victim
But to pull and push you around.

You make me feel insignificant
And I know you don’t give a shit
You made that very clear to me
I’m one bullet away from the gun.

I’m not here for your comments
I’m here to push you down
Not here to be an example
But to pull and push you around.

I’m the tears that turn into anger
The “enough” in your abuse
I’m the scared thought that becomes a danger
I’ll use my pent-up frustrations on you
I don’t care if I know the answers
I only care about letting you know
When a familiar touch becomes a stranger’s
Let me let you know I’ll bring you down.