Posts Tagged ‘my’

Under the Rain of my Eyes

All the time in the world is not enough
I’m always gonna love you
I’m always gonna miss you
I’m always gonna need you.

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My Decision

She likes to keep it together by pushing you to the side
She would step over you before swallowing her pride
She’d risk it all as long as she have to doesn’t apologize
She would do all this before she comes to realize.

She’s never wrong and she’ll never humble
For all the damage she’s done, she’ll never feel ashamed of
She doesn’t regret having to humiliated you
She could care less about moral values and manners.

She contradicts her gloating by despising me
She likes to waste time with her indifference
She cries, only for you to feel sorry about her
She likes boasting her ego by making you feel like less.

She fucks things up and never takes responsibility
She’s all about herself, one side blame on me
She feeds on her all powerful sense of femininity
Her arrogance’s set to drown any sense of sympathy.

It is my decision not to deal with any of this
It is my decision to speak things like they are
It is my decision to call on all of her bullshit
Never again will I be fooled by appearance.

Lie Here On My Shoulders Forevermore

Looking for little holes inside your soul
What good could that do to any of us?
When you come with a label “one on display”
And no box or instructions are available.

When you are the one that nobody wants
And you are the one being left alone
When you were brand new and shiny
Now full of dust and stained in fingerprints.

Looking for little flaws inside your soul
What good could that do to any of us?
When you come with a label “don’t touch”
You wonder how fragile and priceless things are.

When you are the one who has been rejected?
And you are the one time has forgot
When you were covered with that plastic
Now some functions don’t operate (as well) as before.

And all I want for you is to enjoy
This melody that comes from my heart and soul
And all I want for you is to feel like you can rely
On my trust and lie here on my shoulders forevermore.

After dealing with a lot of pressure for weeks, I was inspired to write this. Enjoy!

Knot in my Stomach

I can’t stop feeling like this
I need more, more, more
I can’t deal with any of this
Please stop, stop, stop!

Sinking and sinking
Feed me the hatred
I cannot handle it
But it adds to the fuel
The fire inside
That won’t go away
That keeps me awake
That keeps me burning.

Invisible to the cause
My words of arrogance
Will resonate realer
Than the words of support
Of those who don’t know
Will say in attempt
To try to convince you
To fall for their charade.

Their holy love
Cannot help you
From falling
Their short straw
Is not enough
To reach you.

Choke on My

Posted: July 15, 2014 in Artsy Poetry
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Poetry is an arms race…

Choke on My

I need to write something new
Say something different
It could be true or skewed
But they need to rhyme in each sentence.

Can’t talk anymore about my anger
Has written twenty thousand papers about that
Each word needs to be somber
I need to stop writing only about the bad.

Can’t curse or be disrespectful
Always must be political correct
Don’t dare to address political statements spite being sick of the bull
Crap that always comes with it.

Don’t dare to write long lines
And then mixed them with short lines
Don’t you dare to rhyme
A word with the same one.

Don’t make a typo or wrote the wrong verb on a sentence
It doesn’t matter if you did it by mistake or simply by coincidence
Either if that was the case or just done on purpose
Man, always remember to always make complete sense.

My Duty as an American Citizen

The NSA is storing our conversations
Of our Facebook’s, Twitter’s and smartphones
While Hollywood is feeding us with
Teeny vampire movies and zombie TV shows
If you turn on the radio all you can hear
Are jailbait “singers” grinding and twerking
If you come by to buy a book to read
All they have is pop culture made anthologies.

If you’re straight, you better be afraid
Soon it’ll come a time that would be illegal
In a time when everything you say becomes an offense
Especially for those who want to be treated equal
Expressing yourself in a matter that contradicts the trend
Is saying that you’re against the norms and rules
Of a world that only follows whatever its news
Whatever they feel they can use to increase on their views
They don’t care about how different or similar you are
They really don’t give a shit about your convictions
Red, white or black, the time will come when
This society will still beat up without caring
The language you talk or the color of your skin
This new “unification” is another way of extinction
They want to gather us all together so they can get rid of us easily
Talk about respect of culture as they bomb another country
Is about moral values, is it about oil, about empowering?
Who the fuck cares when innocent lives are being taken
They built another temple in here for you to praise your God
While bringing them down in the places you came from
They recognize your religion while disagreeing in agreeing
That they will follow it or you in any way or form
So is this a joke of any kind? I wonder
How can something be completely incomplete
And still say it’s the very same thing we believe in?
Try to be Middle Eastern in an American airport and still wearing shoes
I am an American citizen but my ancestors were all slaughtered
And now we drink their cokes and eat in their McDonald’s
I’m not criticizing the way of life, I am criticizing the government
Racism is as to euphemism as it has been risen a new term for phobia
Afraid I am not? Not of you or anyone else
But don’t touch my plate while I’m trying to eat from it.

Come take a side, and have a stand
Most comments come from people who simply don’t understand
So grab your beer, and smoke from your bong
Most people, they don’t know when are these problems began taking form
Close-minded scientist and fanatic religious group alike
They seem to forget what’s to be one’s own, how’s to be like…
Not as another, but as oneself
That’s why they try to force you to be like they are themselves.

The age of Pisces has ended, now were in Aquarius’
The passing of believers, the ascent of the Leviathan followers
So the sons of the homunculi have come to their thrones
As it was written in books and foretold a long time ago
I have carved the sign of sight on my forehead
And given my children to the feeder, Moloch
We will watch the rise of the phoenix, the call of the beast
Let the Harlot and all of her lovers dance forward
Put a price for my soul, for I am starving
Need more of the lust, need more distracting
I need more doses of blinding numbness times ten
Oh, my Universe, that’s my duty as an American citizen.

A Goodbye Letter to My Children
 
When I die I want you to know that I love you
When I die I want you to know that I tried my best
For us to be back together
I tried my best to fix it all once more
I tried with my all my heart and all my strength.
 
When I die I want you to know it’s not your fault
When I die I want you to know this is where life got me
With all its lies and deceive-ness
And you were only part of its beauty
You were the main reason that I kept on living.
 
When I die the hardest thing for me will be to leave you behind
Even farther than what I’ve already done
I’m so, so sorry
When I die the most painful thing for me will be the pain I will cause you
Even more than all that I’ve already caused
I wish things weren’t this way.