Seat laid back I stare up at the sky Out window, tinted dark Through the glass to my side Watching the skeletal trees Turn from verde to oxide My little trees hang twist spin In the turbulent gaseous air All the scents of the rainbow To match with my despair I count them now strawberry… Continue reading little trees and fallen leaves
I was gonna write another hate poem I was gonna write another "fuck you" poem I was gonna worry Steam and boil in my anxiety and hatred and fear of you I was gonna cry I was gonna crumble in on myself Take my insides and pour them out onto the paper Allow myself to… Continue reading But fuck that shit
I told you "no, stop" But you hurt me anyway I still hear your laugh
Sorry guys! I totally changed just a couple of details in part 1... cause I'm the author and I'll do what I want. LOL but seriously. They were minor changes but obviously you are welcome to duck back and have a quick squiz... if you do and you can see what I changed, let me… Continue reading the heart of a monster -Part 2
Here are my two cents. I was holding off giving them but here they fucking are. Two reasons why it piss me the fuck off when these men call the "outing" of sexual fucking predators a witch-hunt.