No one

Nobody ever told her that she could have fun sober and that she didn't need a man to make her feel like a queen....

No one ever said to her that present love could be dead to her and that she doesn't have to be sleeping to live out her dreams

Is understanding really understood by two beings with different ideologies
Apologies are rare in a life so unfair
Hindering you with obstacles that you weren't prepared for

She needs repairs for her broken heart
A part of her needs to believe that the struggle is apart of life, while her mind can't conceive living above the hype

But no one ever told her that she would be her soulmates type and that she doesn't need a man to make her feel like a queen

-Poetrii

Never know...

Am I something
I feel like nothing
I can feel the pain coming from my current state
I can feel the blood running down my tainted face
I can taste the life in her veins
And hear her heart racing at a steady pace
But I seem to have no pulse
And her body is pressed against my cold kingdom
Leaving me desiring attention
Without mentioning the fact that I lay here alone
Comatose…dreaming of a brighter fatality
casually straddling thoughts of mortality
Creating galleries of chaos and commotion
Ripping apart devotion in a masterbating motion
Stroking my ego until it relax’s
Delusional conclusions from authentic illusional galaxies
Stashing tragedies behind illogical, technical strategies.
Rationalizing government projects like the aids disease
Bridges burning like the knees I plead from greed on
Sharp as hell, like the pointed tail of a demon
Influenced by stealing, dealing, killing, and grieving
Got nightmares waking up sweating and screaming
I can’t believe were feeding into dreaming and fiending for bullshit.
Standing on religious crutches in our everlasting pulpits
Pedaphiles, preachers, hypocrites and a crowd filled with culprits
Absurd isn’t it… The way the general population thinks
The evil that these thoughts bring
And the dedication and faith that this shit takes
And the unecessary leads me to believe that
You will believe in everything
Trust in anything
Question if you are something
And leave this world nothing

Comes & goes

She said the pain comes and goes, confidently as If she was sure that it could not, and would not last forever. Eternally living internally, entering me with a hurt so sweet, promised me that I could stay Alive as long As I breathe, or as long asI bleed the blood of my culture... Then I'd never be food for the vultures, the scavengers, the predators. Pray that the concrete holds firm beneath my pedicure. I mean I said I'm sure but I didn't actually mean what I said, how can there possibly be foundation with all of the dysfunction running through my head. So many running through the streets living dead... Non- existent from the poison they have been fed, and I myself is full of lies.. Toxic verbal waste got me heading towards the skies. It took me Lot of time for me to realize that I was living for absolutely no reason at all, thought that if I didn't mean anything it would cushion my fall and I could resist the need to call out. Favors with no plans of reimbursing, the wrong nature of living, steady forward, no reversing, shit happens, no rehearsing, last second reactions are must see tv, no commercials but she says the pain comes and goes... And she said it with a cockiness in her voice as if she was promised to live forever, and I'd wondered why her pain wasn't consistent, completely demolishing her existence. Holding proof to the phrase "we were born to die" and I watch her walk through life with her head held high as I cried over spilled milk. Her presence was as smooth as silk, look like a flower starting to wilt, and she managed to muster out a secret... Told me that it was up to me to believe it, but the way that she conceives shit is that "we were born to die" and she sees no reason to live dead if the end was approaching, why be soft spoken if soon what you've heard is all that you will ever hear, and there is no sense in living life if you're going to live it in fear. She said "we are born to die" and she said it as if she was holding in a cry long over-due, she said it will injure and insult you, with no fault from you it can be snatched, crumbled, and thrown in your face in a split second, a lesson learned in return for living, simply to die. And I had to question why her personality seemed to fluctuate.. And she said "the pain comes and goes" but she said it with this slight hint of arrogance, as if she knew that she had lived a life worthy of death.

-Poetrii

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This world that we are living in...

I thought I entered this world with a vengeance... and with blurred vision I was on a Mission to destroy the world that I was living in... praying in the same room that I have been sinning in.... kneeling in the same spot she was kneeling in... feeling inferior, looking up to me as if I were her god
but she is interacting with someone who has no religion. Oblivious to the obstacles she'd have to swallow... the wandering lost soul that she'd choose to follow left her in hollow halls all alone. I told her I only choose to befriend rivals. She cried... I asked her '' would you rather be lied too''?
Don't cry boo id only fly you straight to hell... I know that you can tell that I would only deprive you of the nourishments that you need to revive you and I can't have your hearts cast on my conscience when I am anticipating this mission to destroy this world that we are living in... hindering lost souls in ghettos and im throwin low blows but it seams someone keeps beating me to the punch, its a dog eatdog world and im just trying to keep down my lunch. And I tried to explain to her im not the one to be relying on... she said im going to make you love me or im going to die trying yo. I told her so go ahead and call your family home, call the funeral home and make your arrangements. I keep trying to warn you but you obviously like playing with danger. Go to the cemetary, and pick out a plot.. the tombstone should read "the beautiful angel who died of a broken heart"
I am on a one player mission that you can't have any parts of... I only have time for cruelty I have no time for love... she told me that I was a fool getting sucked into the very shit that I wanted no parts of.. the reason the world seamed so wrong in the first place was looking back at me.. toe to toe, face to face.
She was right I can't solve my problems with rage I can't erase the mistakes already made I simply need to start with a new page. Get over it... its a whole new day, fighting fate can enslave the mind when you can simply enjoy the time that you do have and in order to do that you have to love the life that you're living in...
That very world you are sinning in and pretend that everyone else is following suit.. and if you look back the only person you need will be right behind you..she whispered "im right beside you in this world that we are living in".

-poetrii

Who is this creature?

You mesmerized me with your stare.
You were so cold, but I didn't care.
I was so innocent; so fresh,
And I let you sink your teeth into my flesh.
You clawed through my chest right to my heart,
Tearing my sweet innocence apart.
Then you mercilessly ripped out my soul ~
You stomped on my love and told me to go;
Sent me back into the world a new creature.
In your theatre of horror, I was no longer the feature.
Now I'm the same type of monster you were, 
I might as well have claws and be covered in fur. 

I might as well be a sold out premiere
Rated the scariest thing this year
You are the very thing we fear
The various tears left me as cold as Christmas morning
Left my hollowed heart in mourning
Sinking my teeth into any bit of love that I could find
Longing to feel alive and even immortality couldn't help me shake the infidelities,
even a beast cannot conceive the lies that you would tell to me.
I desperately would like to walk into the sun, but the love you gave seams to keep me in the darkness pondering the larceny.... and with every part of me I've been trying to resist this inhumane fix that I have been craving.
These dark times that I have been facing
The dirt that I am facing sitting quietly in my grave
Hopes of seeing you again the day the dead will raise
-Poetrii

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Truthful emotions

Love... will leave you alone and lonely. .. leave you dumb founded. Surrounded with a feeling You rarely experience and prior obligations that hinder them. But its love.... you'll always remember when seeing them was enough to make you feel as though you've reached your highest accomplishment, leaving them only produces sadness to harbor in. "Could haves" to ponder on. Mixed emotions and powerful chemicals in chemistry are that bad... residue resides in You until you blow up like a meth lab.. yeah its that sad.  Passing over chances you have, passing glances for the dance of that forbidden fruit, that apple juice. The apple of my eyes necter dripping from her flower, and I devoured every sip that drips down to my lips. Lust... sometimes people confuse the two. But look at what they both can do to you. How they both can confuse you but I can't refuse to choose you due to my infatuation with your presence. .. the aftermath of your essence is like a present. And even though this gift is a blessing. .. its hardly deserving. . Partially disturbing that as busy as each day may be, I find the time for you. Even took time from my busy schedule to write this rhyme for you...

Life after death

I am mourning my ex
You're dead to me
I won't be missing

The kissing
Touching
And caressing

I will not miss
The lies
The arguing
And stressing

I will not remember
The hand holding
And the walks in the park

I will forget
All of the time that I spent...
Alone in the dark

Eyes open
Tears falling

My phone ringing
Or you calling
With the nonsense and the name calling
I will not remember falling...

For you
In you
With you

Every year on our anniversary
I will cringe
Just thinking about the atrocious...
love that would have been

And I will remember

You told me I needed you...Negatory
I hope that life after death proves you necessary
For you were merely a waste of my time
You were an illusion...A sparkle of toxic waste
A glimmer of dirt envading my eye sight

And I wont bother to put on my good black suit
And acknowledge you...
I won't even bother to remember to forget you
I simply hope you give your soul some time to sleep
With no time to decieve, creep, and cheat
To me you are mentally deceased
Rest in peace?