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| The accuser |
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| Words and stress he puts me through, blaming and accuseing, I pity the fool. Yelling and screaming untill your blue in the face, to think for a second you could put me in my place. You said I was all you needed and now I'm the one that keeps you heated, and now I'm the cheaten ass bitch is how I'm treated. And with your surprisin, agonizin, and forever analizin won't be what keeps me seated. I've had enough, I won't be the one to hurt you physically, but lyrically, then watch as you cry, and laugh hysterically. Your gonna get enough of talkin shit to me, a sucka ass bitch is what I won't be. And I might be blind right now, but I'm about to see some shit your ass aint gonna see. So, why don't you do me a favor, pack your shit and walk, hear me talk. As a matter of fact, kiss my ass, put your head down when I drive pass, and know that I'm gonna fuck you up the most, cause I saved the best for last. And know that I'm the wrong bitch that you decided to cross, coming at me like you a boss, you just conviently missed a good woman and that's what ended up being your worst loss. |
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| Added On: Fri Jun 9 2006 | Hits: 2 |
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| telling you something |
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| How do i tell you with my eyebrows lifted by a sideways smile shifting my hips laugh at your jokes the woman would never behave this way who loves her kids and honors her husband who respects herself and makes dinner every evening promptly by six she'd never ponder the best way to reveal herself to you as she folds her children's socks and underwear. R.R. Kime |
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| Added On: Thu Oct 16 2003 | Hits: 2 |
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| Surrender Of The Soul |
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| Surrender Of The Soul Softly, but surely, it flows through her soul, While emotions begin to lose all control. Her breath becoming faint, Her skin tingles cold. Her voice, nearly choked, she looks to the floor. Eyes filling quickly with cold, crystal tears, Her heart beating loudly,revealing her fear. Unable to lessen, the pain in her head Suddenly, silently she falls, and surrenders her soul, dead. |
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| Added On: Mon Aug 9 2004 | Hits: 2 |
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| Surfaced Rage |
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| Surfaced Rage Molecules approached like bubbled vessals, Leaving familar once left behind emotional Trauma. Vessals swelling the surfaces of the once safe layered concrete streets. Boardered with Rocky titanium trauma, To awake all senses. Manifested tears,Inraged burning meteors Festering, ravishing the earths atmosphere Like volcanic ash. Peering out of the cracked walkways, I see A foot above,blocking my view. There is not a foot big enough to stop This course of destruction. A wicked climax ,The frozen skyscraper of hate Has reached the heavens. Smoldering The angels hair. The heat melting the guardians sword. Prizmic gates once pearled,Now covered in Soot. On top of my Jungled gym express,I slide mid Way to see all the chaos unravel with its Domino effect. The plates of the accused, wrong doers of my body And mind are full of my meteoric rash. Scratching , Begging apologizing one second to late. This volocano of me will seal their fate. Not by my hands,Lava only bleeds deep below the seeds. Well past the flowers and trees. Central systems this stream flow,The earths core Crusteans door. Magnetic fields of radiated fists. Unleashed now can not be dodged or missed. Torpedo speeds, Warpped zones cloned. Moltent crystels rain down my firey eyes. Singed hairs fall out with all your lies. End Written By Krista M McGavock 5-5-2005 |
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| Added On: Sun Jan 15 2006 | Hits: 2 |
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| 13 steps |
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| she spent the morning organizing my death. she washed my clothes and hid my vodka. i never said her name enough, this much i now know. I would lay in bed all morning waiting for the sun to clear the clouds and soak my face thru the window. Always a reminder to remember, to try and to forget, to simply just breath. but some days, the car won't start, the blood doesn't rush, and the drugs refuse to work. So long to saying sorry, So much for something pure, So far ive done so little. So now, I sit here like a broken seat belt longing for the accident. I put my head in my hand, a smile on my face, and single thought in my brain and wait. Because sometimes thats all you can do, is just wait. |
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| Added On: Wed Oct 1 2003 | Hits: 2 |
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