at the peak of my power you underestimate me base skewed assumptions on my presumed guilt or innocence blame me the victim for the social indiscretions that landed us both inside of this predicament judge jury and executioner sorely lacking in common sense i’m appalled by your callous disregard...
logged in one day to my facebook page saw my friends’ list had taken quite a hit my simple shock soon turned to rage and at my monitor i shook my fist
should have seen it coming should have read the signs but my powers of precognition only tell me lies the stars are charted wrong planets misaligned my deck is short a card and my bones keep cryin’ they’ve been broken and mishandled scattered all around my potion’s boiled over...
And the final Poem a Day for National Poetry Month is: it’s the end of the road and here we say farewell can’t say that i had a good time can’t say i’m ecstatically happy or else i’d be lyin’ can’t say what i won’t say i’m running out...
illegal fascist-echoing body of lies country raping mother murdering devils in Man disguise destiny to manifest self-delusional at best
dear mirror myself you owe me i paid my dues in blood where’s my change? you showed me things that were not real to see your lies wounded me whipping against my skin drawing thin welts of red used me abused me confused me mentally
honest lies 1 i believe that you believe you the words you whisper in my ears calling me sweetheart telling me of fancy places that you long to take me to of the many ways you will prove you undying love and admiration but only if i can wait...
so you want to be praised for the smallest of things flaunting those symbols of your slavery trapped in the river it flows against you as you swim mocking those who you’ve tread on for not being next to you all those lies all that cheating that you’ve done...
awakening i’m getting lies from the screens and lies from the papers lies from the teachers and lies from the neighbors my brain carries so much misinformation it’s contagious ready to explode and modify my behavior truth comes creeping in why should i believe it why should i entertain...
When is the last time you took a good look at your worst enemy? ————————– mirror, mirror dear mirror myself you owe me i paid my dues in blood where’s my change? you showed me things that were not real to see your lies wounded me whipping against my...
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