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See Me
I want,
To grate my nails down your spine,
Rip the skin, make you bleed,
Hurt you, twist you,
Force you to see me,
For once,
Maybe
I won't hold my breath
I want,
To rip your eyes out,
Since you don't seem to see me,
Pull, harder and harder,
Until they pop out,
And I can see into your mind,
Literally
I wonder if anything's in there?
I want,
To kick you on the backs of your knees,
Make you stumble, fall
Frightening, isn't it,
To feel such fear,
To feel weak?
You should have thought about that,
A long fucking time ago
I want,
To break you,
Like you thought you broke me
But you were wrong,
You didn't see me, the real me
I was more cunning,
Than you could have ever dreamed,
Than you would have ever believed
I want,
To watch you fail miserably,
As you try to explain,
Your actions,
Your mistakes,
The choices that YOU made,
As you attempt to come up with reasons,
And pointless excuses
I want,
To pay you back,
Ten thousand times,
For all the grief you have caused me
No suffering could ever be enough,
Because you didn't see me,
Now you do, but it's too late,
You are already falling
jlp October 26, 2008-Revised April 24, 2009
I want,
To grate my nails down your spine,
Rip the skin, make you bleed,
Hurt you, twist you,
Force you to see me,
For once,
Maybe
I won't hold my breath
I want,
To rip your eyes out,
Since you don't seem to see me,
Pull, harder and harder,
Until they pop out,
And I can see into your mind,
Literally
I wonder if anything's in there?
I want,
To kick you on the backs of your knees,
Make you stumble, fall
Frightening, isn't it,
To feel such fear,
To feel weak?
You should have thought about that,
A long fucking time ago
I want,
To break you,
Like you thought you broke me
But you were wrong,
You didn't see me, the real me
I was more cunning,
Than you could have ever dreamed,
Than you would have ever believed
I want,
To watch you fail miserably,
As you try to explain,
Your actions,
Your mistakes,
The choices that YOU made,
As you attempt to come up with reasons,
And pointless excuses
I want,
To pay you back,
Ten thousand times,
For all the grief you have caused me
No suffering could ever be enough,
Because you didn't see me,
Now you do, but it's too late,
You are already falling
jlp October 26, 2008-Revised April 24, 2009
Literature
I'd love to see the look...
real loneliness
is getting
high
solo
in your bedroom
marathoning
the first
season
of The
OC
on dvd
boy
I'd hate
to be
us
Literature
imitating life
if it's too broke
don't fix it
pick apart the problems
put the pieces on exhibit
see, my pen breathes & bleeds
because my heart beats too afraid
mistakes made into art
in an attempt to trick my trade
a steady fade away from focus
on the flaws that frame this feeling
fact lacks the impact that makes
fiction so appealing
and an admission's less revealing
(w)rapped in a rhymer's guise
private parts don't rank so major
when they've been generalized
All diameters specified,
and written compositions
from those passed who testified
Limbs encased, and set aside
Windows to the hell inside,
The clash of when my pen collides
Among
Literature
a chilly autumn morning
I hugged you
when you left
watched your
car bleed
into the horizon
your deep scent
lingered on my
clothes
the only
piece of you
willing to
stay
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I'm still bleeding off the anger and frustration from the last 3 months.
Anyone who has read "Scream" [link] knows who this is about.
They deserve this, and more.
And retribution has arrived.
I have anger issues, sue me.
Anyone who has read "Scream" [link] knows who this is about.
They deserve this, and more.
And retribution has arrived.
I have anger issues, sue me.
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Loved it. And I totally understand ya!