Welcome To The Real World

Too good to be true?
Yes I think,
Maybe that describes you,
About to admit to happy,
Then I feel it,
Fly right past me.

Is it worth the hell?
Time will tell,
Overnight elated,
Then lightning fast deflated.

Electricity,
Pouring into and out of me,
Not too long,
And it bordered on too strong.

Good,
But always shy of good enough,
Luckily,
I’m made of fucking tough stuff.

Nothing special,
So I’ll wrestle,
To get past this devil,
So I don’t go mental.

We’re all the same,
It’s only a game,
I know all are scum,
We’ll have to see if one,
Is better than some……….

I’ll Just Leave This Right Here For Y’all…….

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He Is A LIAR

Read on,
It’s plain who I speak of,
That one always deceitful and spiteful,
Out to steal from you,
Every single breakthrough and miracle.

He makes what’s fake,
Go down sweet like cake,
Only once you’ve swallowed,
Will it leave an aftertaste,
Like rotten kitchen waste.

You came in agreement,
Believed for it,
And finally received it,
But it didn’t last long,
He’ll have you believe,
That you are wrong,
Were stupidly deceived,
And that’s why you grieve.

But I think you know,
Who dealt the blow,
Who caused the row,
That formed the rift,
That stole your gift.

I pray you recognize,
His devilish disguise,
That you shut that door,
Before it overtakes,
And all things good and holy,
Have cause to forsake.

One thing leads to another,
He’s got many chances,
To pull you under,
Put him on notice now,
Before his performance,
Earns him a curtain call,
Complete with applause and a bow.

Buckle up,
For a bumpy ride,
No one forces,
Him to flee,
Without him circling back,
Trying to knock them,
To their knees.

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He comes as a feeling,
That in the end,
Leaves your mind and body reeling.

He comes as a friend,
That in the end,
You’d never recommend.

He comes as a place,
That in the end,
Is devoid of grace.

He comes as a thing,
That in the end,
Has a deadly sting.

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He wants the human race,
To turn their face,
And renounce faith,
So no more souls,
Make it into,
That most glorious place.

I hope you’re in it to win it,
Because this is just,
The beginning of it.

No One Is Silver, And That One Is Definitely Not Gold

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I hear I’m such trash,
I hear I’m a crazy,
I hear I’m an idiot,
But I hear it all,
From a bigot who’s lazy.

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It’s time to cut ties,
With all the lies,
Snip it off,
At the root,
Give their ass the boot.

Playing both sides,
Walking a fine fine line,
Always promising to be there,
Pretending to care,
Until it’s time,
To face reality,
Then their face,
You’ll never see.

Going nowhere fast,
And wanting to drag you down,
With their sorry ass,
Keep your focus forward,
No need for glances back,
Those kinds of minds,
Aren’t strong enough to attack.

Facts are facts,
And truth is truth,
It’s not your imagination,
Though they’ll tell you otherwise,
To cover up those lies,
Listen to your inner man,
When you feel him prod you on,
To a different destination.

Hear their silence,
No peace in its presence,
The meaning is demeaning,
Or sometimes malicious.

In proximity,
But just out of reach,
Assuming you’ll save the day,
You’re kept around,
For when desperate times,
Call for desperate measures,
Then in a flash,
Your name is preached,
And they’re stuck like a leech.

Together and caught off guard,
In a battle with bloodshed,
You’d be the one dead,
They’d never give cover,
If you had a bead on your head.

Weak links,
Who fall apart under pressure,
I see them like poor abused dogs,
Beaten and caged,
But deathly afraid,
Thinking without bowing down,
They will starve and drown,
In truth,
They’re even worse off,
Because something they lack,
Is courage to bite back.

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I hear I’m such trash,
I hear I’m a crazy,
I hear I’m an idiot,
But I hear it all,
From a bigot who’s lazy.

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Two Fourteen

This thing,
“Valentine’s Day”,
It reminds me of those church people,
Who only remember,
On Christmas and Easter,
Who is King and Master.

It does not matter,
What they say,
It’s just stupid,
And it’s always been that way,
It does not matter,
What is said,
If it makes you that excited,
You are fucked in the head.

A heart worth snagging,
Will never be impressed,
By heart shaped boxes,
Maybe I miss my guess,
But if that’s all it takes,
For a fucking yes,
You haven’t won a thing,
Worth all that bragging.

Mr. Fancy Pants,
Is taking her,
To the dinner dance,
How very predictable,
But the rest of the year,
You know they’re miserable.

Making time,
By skipping work,
As if he’s not,
Usually a jerk,
As an added touch,
He’s picked up cheesy flowers,
Knowing it’ll amp up his advantage,
That when you’re out on the town,
You will let your guard down,
Mentally sign yourself up,
Together for another year,
Bound to be,
An even deeper disaster.

Bears and candies,
Line the bar,
When you wake up,
And head for coffee,
In your jammies,
This is supposed to make right,
Every time there’s been a fight,
Please don’t fall for it,
Another fucking year of bullshit.

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It’s not the life for me,
I prefer to be free,
You may call it lonely,
But I say,
It sure as shit,
Beats your misery.

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I Could Never

May you never let yourself,
Become like them,
Broken and cold,
And forever alone.

May you never let yourself,
Become like them,
Shackled to your past,
So much a bleak future,
Carved in stone is forecast.

May you never let yourself,
Become like them,
Closed off and cruel,
A stubborn old mule.

May you never let yourself,
Become like them,
Dark and bitter,
Boring,
Without glamour and glitter.

May you never let yourself,
Become like them,
Day after day,
Overworked with no play.

May you never let yourself,
Become like them,
Full of judgement and gossip,
Deserving of a sturdy wallop.

May you never let yourself,
Become like them,
Unfaithful and not reliable,
But unfortunately buyable.

May you never let yourself,
Become like them,
The cause of someone else’s sorrow,
Just because you don’t care,
What happens to you tomorrow.

May you never let yourself,
Become like them,
A wishy-washy wallflower,
Who suppresses your own power.

May you never let yourself,
Become like them,
Devoid of faith,
And ignoring fate.

May you never let yourself,
Become like them,
Afraid to go after,
The things that bring you,
Joy and laughter.