A Great Artist

Tell me what you wish to do? You know that your wish most likely will not come true Not to worry because your life has been one big disappointment anyway Thinking that if I fall asleep to her breathing It is not despair, it is certainly that I have suffered enough and that I am sacrificing myself for her Tell me what you wish to do, Chileab

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

i tested your patience without you even knowiing so i continued to throw words around carelessly i knew how to get you off certain words evoked this beast from you it was your carless eyes that strayed away which brought forth your true feelings now tell me of the nights when you pushed my patience the thrusts of hormonal guilt i suffer here your skin holds the image of his face and your hair smells of compulsive lust now tell me was it worth it?

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

can i spread frustration without speaking? without parting my lips except to breath? i let my actions speak for me because my words collided with yours it created tension and frustration so i left i didnt turn around to see how troubled you were that night i promise that it paled in comparison to the anguish each step brought me as i walked away my heart pumps your rhapsody i still lick my lips to the thought of you so now im stuck here in the purgatory of longing for that one kiss good-bye i try to empty myself of all desire that i crave for ou but the attempt only brings me to my knees i succumb to you idol this subconscious social vampire who haunts everythought i chock on the will to demand patence only to find myself swallowing blood

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

do you know the glorious? do you know they breathe and live? the strict attention that they give toward their competition is comparable to any domiant country that exists today not allowing their alertness to be distracted while they take what they want your actions are useless the appalled know not to question or act our toward the glorious in a harmful manner the result woudl disastrous eighter side you choose can be negative or positive so i appalled walk away with their eyes closed and mouths gaping open trying to take in each breath they can as they walk away they never question them they never even think twice about it and all we here is his born you can hear him strain as the pitch retreats deeper into a gloom monotone note there is a sudden silence which consumes the crowd a second later faces start to grow old with age stress soaks eyes with a foggy coat of depression lips wrinkled as the air grows bitterly cold i am running trying not to look back leaping over fallen bodies and seeking shelter from this living hell

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

with a simple blink of an eye the trupeter stops he has run out of breath he dtops to his knees to regain his breath panting and gasping for as much air as he can fit into his tired lungs he risses to his feet with tears in his eyes he has failed

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

her cloths were soaked with mildew ropes burned their way through her fragile thin wrists i stood over her watching to see if she was going to live or die i remember her screaming and scratching to my arms while i was tying her wrists behind her back she was kicking her legs up and down in my direction trying to prevent me from knotting the ropes stop crying i screamed in her face you took me for granted this time how could youve done this to me i said as i punched the ground beside her until fists were sore and bloody honey this couldve all been different if you had wanted it to be i gently whispered in her ear u dont care what you want anymore this is what i want now dont offer me anything you will be wasting you breath

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

a clustered mind is not a benefical one i am being chocked mentally thought flow through my head like a verbose raging river tambling four word phrases jumping from noun to noun i yearn to live for a a person that can make me feel like pious but instead i am shattered by irreverence i want someone who allows themselves to live without margins to be bereaved nights turn into days and i can only remember my dreams they seem existent creating the smell of perfume the fumes turn into a plague overbearing my senses with some imaginary woman who fucks me from hello when i open my eyes i see a reflection of myself lost and motionless

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025

when did this all start anyway? we have all the time in the world to kil so lets converse over my imperfections you did it all the time even when i was standing next to you whey should now be any different? you already shattered my self image with your self righteous fist of disapprval i guess when i wasnt there i wasnt there period was i no trust is not an option with me anymore my secrets are my secrets ive beenpushed into this state of discomfort once before i cannot act like it doesnt bother me my eyes strain clearly enough for you to understand something you lack of compassion will never allow you to see

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

now we are here we are closer to absolute control more than ever before my growing desire to conquer the world increases over night this surge of poetic tyranny gushes through my body conduits feelings meet me face to face i stand up taller than you and watch my hands smother this world i want to leave millions hypnotized and gasping for their last breath i have been here once before by myself this is nothing new for me i am degraded and thrown aside realization steps away from its waltz with my mental shadows to present this uncoated truth

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025