Tag Archives: annoying

All Mouth and No Talk

I’ll break all my bones

And cash in all my luck

Before I force myself

To go and listen to such a

Condescending fuck.

Leave a comment

Filed under Poetry

loss of appetite

thanks

so much for

having the amazing

ability to kill my appetite

it’s really helping

out with my

diet.

Leave a comment

Filed under Poetry

Frenemy

i’m so confused

as to whether

i should hate you

for your little trivialities

up for dissection

or like you for

the bigger picture of

the friend with which

i could share every emotion.

Leave a comment

Filed under Poetry

Dämonkomplex

The demon hides his horns

And walks among the crowd

Thinking himself to be rarer

An angel among the beasts

Thinking he’s so clever to be

Concealing his horns, and he

Reckons he’s fooling them all

But he’s only just still demon

As dark as any other lurkers

The only thing that damages

Him is how he thinks he’s so

A transcendental entity who

Masks his horns with a smirk

Manipulating transparencies

“Darling, you don’t know me”

Yet he’s as mysterious as a

Clear pressed sheet of glass

And those angsty acts of his

It wields paroxysmal laughs

The angels can only pity him

Poor demon and his complex

For the only one he convinces

Is his foolish, delusional self.

Leave a comment

Filed under Poetry

Blah

Don’t try to preach bull

Or you’ll bite your tongue

And swallow the words

You’ll choke on your fun

Don’t try to play a deity

You’re an idol set to burn

And I’ll be here watching

As I wait for your turn.

1 Comment

Filed under Poetry

Double Edged Naïveté

Vile accusations

Work their way

On your sugary

Forked tongue

With your smile

That draws honey

And blowflies

You have sang

.

“Are we only here

To be the patch

In your negative

Energy heart—?

Are we only here

To fill the gap and

To fulfill our own

Playcast parts—?”

.

Punctuating each

Question with a

Blonde hair twirl

And accentuation

As if you didn’t

Stab a blade down

Straight into my

Fragile emotions

.

But I keep, I keep

My composure

And aplomb and

Grace and walk

Away from your

Evil and wicked

Sunny pink smile

Away from your talk

.

Now let me ask you

My own questions

Little girl, what’ve you

Done with your life?

Little girl, aren’t you

Too young now to be

Devouring nails and

Holding that knife?

.

Oh little girl, how are

Your inner demons

Satisfied at causing

Turmoil and chaos?

Oh little girl, is your

Soul a void of agony

Darkness cackling

With humanity’s loss?

.

Oh little girl, but why do

You wonder why you’re

Still repelling, charmed,

Why you’re still alone—?

Oh, little girl, I pity you

And you twisted games

Why don’t you just go off

Now and hop on home—?

1 Comment

Filed under Poetry

Your Sainthood Has Expired

Painted red, my eyes are burning
And still you hide behind the waves
Your silence is haunting
Your words relentless
Burying in…

~*~

You have such a cold lush for reality’s melodramatic

That it’s quickly turning into a peptic acidic emetic

Oh, how I wish I’d be a just a little more sympathetic

But your repulsive leftover pity party’s just severely sick

.

You say I’m the one who slashes my own beating heart

But honey, you sharpen the knife’s dullest blade for me

You say I tore the whirlwind pages of this sordid tale apart

Sorry to say, it was never bound in the first place, sweetie

.

And yes, true enough, everybody needs their saviour

But there’s never anymore halo-clad patient saints to see

So you wear your own revered badges of rusted honour

And if you want your twisted sacrifice, then go and be

.

But just don’t act like you’re clever, undaunted and stainless

Clean and smooth as a tough newly-pressed sheet of steel

‘Cause if there’s anyone that’s talking their broken wings less

It’ll be how you try your hardest to trick with charms and beguile

.

Because nobody that’s even gullible will forever be fooled

By your artifice voice-outs of sisterly concern and helping

You think you’ve played the board, tipped the queen and rook

But in the end, you are the dangling fool left hanging on a string

.

With your concrete shoes weighed down and your sweet cyanide

Your crown of thorns hurting and your loincloth tears all cried

But now your pure angel tongue is numbed, badly desensitised

Dare you run back to the empty church and get it re-canonised?

.

Because your holy gospel is slowly falling apart into sinner shreds

The heavy burden you carry for all of us is leaving you for dead

And your confessions are way past their limit and going overripe

Nonetheless, it’s still less rancid than your self-gratificated pride

.

So you just want to be the good graced ally, humanity’s simple brave fighting soldier?

And you want to be the venerated sacrilegious hero to save everybody’s damned souls?

If you persist to famous martyrdom, then who am I to stop that smoking hot-lead trigger?

And if injury isn’t enough for you, why don’t you go ahead to add insult and take the ultimate fall?

~*~

Scream with the voice of an angel
Lie in the eyes of the gospel
Smile in the face of your victims
Smile for me
This is my last request to you
Hold my breath
I was clutching onto disaster
Hold my breath…

Leave a comment

Filed under Poetry

Va Te Faire

Endless causeless concessions and contrivances

Coming from such a bloodsucking little pest

Tearing down my already-crumbling defence

And annoying me with your mere existence

.

Toying constantly with my fucked-up emotions

While simply thinking “Hey, it’s all in good fun”

Ignorant fool with such an innocent notion

Don’t you see you are already breaking someone?

.

I, for my part, always learned to hold my tongue

Before I snap and do some irreversible harm

Sociopathic manipulator filled with poisonous spite

Just because you can’t feel human love, it doesn’t give you the right.

Leave a comment

Filed under Poetry