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The Retribution Poem of Creation

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Was today good?
as if any day was a good day
it's all sadistic and totally deranged in
a psychological pattern of filth and disgrace upon mankind
and what do we get out of the deal?
People....
for some reason people find the right obligation to
lie and taunt me with their clothes and voices
what for though?
am I really worth their time to pick and destroy?
If they can't receive enough satisfaction from there own annoyance
what makes them any better from any other homicidal maniac who
tries to prove a point in the worse kind of way?
and when he stabs you with the knife of deceiving pleasure what do
you do then?
all you can do is look surprised and feel the blood leave your body
and then you die.
with no life lived and no utter beginning of joy
I wish I could have one day of joy
but family and others find a way to corrupt it and
destroy all my hopes for a paradise for a day or two
Family.
Do they just like to torment you with this shit?
I am having great feeling in my stomach that they are
playing with my emotions and torturing my soul with
their petty performances to adapt me to them and keep me to themselves
Which in the ultimate truth is they are trying to probably keep you away from
a life they would never have.
Father.
He rules his life over mine in a seductive over rated emotional tactician
of a monarchy of life over me trying to rule out every chance of becoming
something I want to be.
and when you try to tell him how you feel he throws it back into your face like
vomit chewed up by a bird feeding it to its siblings.
only the mother is doing it for torture
He laughs in your face like you meant to eat the vomit but only rejects you more in
a pretentious biblical excuse of torture.
He knows nothing of being a parent
Liars.
Yes, The minds eye is delusional to it is shot down at the last second in a
very compulsive way, it makes me sick to even think about it.
Loves.
I just really want to spend time with her freely rather than strapped
down by the school system's rules and the worse fact that I can only hold
her hands and nothing more.
The temptations of life invigorate me everyday and the facts of
unwillingness shroud my mind like a black cloud.
People.
a shattering clash of the reality strikes your first thoughts and wrecks
your mind's thinking on to what you see in the world where everyone
can be happy but still you do not see this
and when you realize that you cannot have a world of happiness you are
stomped on by your peers
Ah yes, Those peers that choose your every movement in life even for naught
the ones who try to ignore them...They all see it coming one way or another, the
worst parts of their lives, and yet as it comes ever closer the sad glooming
defection of losing your life to those who think they are better still feats us even
so.
with their noses in the air and their feet pressing upon the soft ground
in which we are apart off as a stepping stone so they can get through life
without any worries.
and one of these days the stepping stones for them will begin to break
and turn away from them so they will fall into a pervious nothing.
The nothing that they indeed have created.