Reader. Writer. Romantic.

Posts tagged ‘annoyed’

In a Hardened World

I’m the kind of girl
Who would set the world on fire
Just to see the beauty of its colours

I’m the kind of girl
Who would love to see humanity tortured
And answer for the injustices it has committed

I was once the kind of girl
Who loved the world
And all those things

But having sacrificed so much
Having cared so much
Only to be trampled
Has led me to this life

I no longer wish you happiness
And love
I want to watch you beg
I want to crush you beneath my will

Only in submission will you learn
What I tried to teach in love

Killing Hate

Is an emotion that runs deep
That stems from that which we love most

Is an emotion that burns passionately
It is for and against those who we love most

It would be my pleasure
I would like nothing more
Than to put an end to what is nearest and dearest to my heart
To kill off the darlings I have created

One day I will have had enough
And it won’t just be my darlings I put an end to
One day it will be you
Your body lying still
Your mouth never again telling me what to do
What to say
Or what to think
For once in your life
You cannot critique me
Scold me
Or reprimand me
For the choices I make about my life
For once you’ve shut up
I live and I wait
For that day
When I will mourn your absence
But rejoice your silence

More complicated than that

You ask me what I want
But what kind of answer do you expect?
Do you expect me to say?
I want it black or white?
Do you expect me to want
Something answered by yes or no

I am not one dimensional
I am not a line
Even three dimensions
Isn’t who I am
I am more complicated than that

I feel a depth of emotion
That fluctuates with time
I feel a pain
Dull, but resonant
Across the ages

But who doesn’t want to be loved
To be held
When nothing goes their way

What will it take to make you understand?
I am a paradox that refuses to change
I thought you knew that
I thought you knew better
Than to change who I am

But I have to thank you
For you bring the best writing out of me
Happiness has never warranted poetry
Except for when happiness writes me a sonnet
But you are worthy of a sonnet
But unlike the men before you
You inspire me to be more than I could ever be
All that comes from the pain and pleasure of associating with you
Crystallizes upon a page
And shares with you
And a hundred others
The disappointment of association, expectation, and love

I’m tired of fighting
Why can’t I just be me?
Take it or leave
I will always be me

Thought of the Day

Stupid who text and drive (actually any distracted driving), I think you deserve to get $1000 ticket, at least 6 demerits and an immediate 90 day suspension. I wonder if I can report you to the police?

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