I am currently working on more light hearted work after a wonderful year of change . God bless you all..
Monday was my reality
So, Tuesday began the chase, of course...
Followed by everything that thinks of me as their link to finding themselves
I have, I believe for certain, let all of you in on the fact that your beliefs are false..
Your identities are not mine...so, get the fuck lost already!
I am over it, you are all a bunch of fools
I wish that you could all be okay with just being my friends
Treat me with the same respect that I somehow keep giving to you, wether or not you deserve it...
Certainly, you cannot expect anything more..
But, it is clear to me that some of you do..
Don't do it!!
I am not your muse
I am here for myself and for my loved ones this time
You should be thankful for that alone
I am given a ham bone and you want to steal it from me and bury it somewhere in your back yard
So, okay go ahead...I am not going to stop until I have what it is I desire
You all need to get new clues
I was not put here on this Earth for you to scrutinize patronize, abuse..
Keep playing all your petty cards
You are going to lose every single time
I don't owe any of you a fucking dime you sycophants...
Fucking bunch of circus clowns..
Crazy ass loons!!!
I could here the cawing of the ravens yesterday, as I trudged along in black disco- ball booty shorts through the brutal heat of a desert afternoon
I should have known those witches would be on my tail, all of you with your sickening satisfaction with seeing my plans somehow fail
But, guess what bitches, that is really NOT for the likes of any of you!!!
I am going to do whatever it is that I decide that I want to do, and nobody but God can ever intervene..
Your wickedness is nothing, does not even remotely phase me anymore...
So what, I am a little faggot..
You are all ugly, jealous little whores..it's ok, so what, keep on being You, !!!!!!
Move on, without your memory of ever knowing me
You are going to see exactly what you need to see, so no worries por favor, y gracias....And, if it becomes necessary, I will allow my light to blind you.....
July 13, 2018
- Author: LIGHT WARRIOR ( Offline)
- Published: July 23rd, 2018 04:15
- Comment from author about the poem: This about the way that people can smell success and how they become animals when they can smell money or light, or anything that they don't have and cannot accommodate themselves with on their own...
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Sounds like someone's been riding your back. Buck em! Stop letting everyone dictate your feelings. Your carrying a crutch. There is a kind caring lady for you. Of this I am sure. Look in a new direction my friend. If you want too. Totally in your ball park. You give the swing or throw the bat down. Good to see you as always.
No lady, Hun, I'm 100 percent homosexual...as it should show in many of my writings..lol..but there is a good man for me somewhere, guaranteed,..my fiancé came out here for Christmas w his bitch mother..and I haven't spoken to him since he left..totally made me feel like a fool for ever caring about either of them..it's been he'd to swallow the pill he fed me ..AGAIN..THIS TIME THOUGH, I WONT EVER TURN BACK..IM DONE
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