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RIGHT NOW MY WHOLE LIFE HAS FLOWN IN FRONT OF MY EYES, PIERCED MY OWN VESSELS AN' THEY BEGAN TO CRY, SOME SILHOUETTE CONSTANTLY STARING AT ME FROM THE SKY, I think he wants me to stop bein' ALIVE, EVERY NIGHT AND EVERY DAY I SEE HIS FUCKING FACE, THE KNIFE THAT'S IN THE SKIN, SUCKS ALL MY STRENGTH, IT'S JUST FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH, TIME TO MAKE NEW FUCKING SINS, YOU ALL ASK: “WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?” AND I'LL ANSWER: “I JUST WAN' SCREAM, THE PAIN INSIDE ME IS UNBEARABLE, THIS IS A RAT BITCH, SHE SELLS HER BODY, BUT SHE’LL QUICKLY GRAB MONEY, All mine, including the wallet are damned, She quickly stuck to me, also I'll send her quickly, She doesn't need my soul, she needs FUCKIN' FAME, I'm not an idiot an' see it, SHE'S STUCK WITH MY MONEY LIKE CLAY, She's just a girl someone with a full wallet can catch, In real life, she's just a board, My heart is filled with pus, My heart is cryin', thus makin' blood loss, IT'S ALREADY ROTTIN'... HUH... All my emotions are currently painted on my face, My money is growing at the speed of sound, I will not slow down, My icy heart, Still can't light up, In my hands a full cup of tea, How does my heart endure such a change? I blame everything on Satan, 'cuz of him I'mma cruel savage, I cannot describe my mental state, Sometimes it is calm, and sometimes UNSTABLE, No bastard next to me can change my fate for the better, I listen to heavy metal of music, It makes me hot-tempered and TOO SICK, My everyday look is a black hoodie, Afraid to take a step while I move forward, You are not broodin', YOU ARE JUST A COWARD... HUH?... You don't scare me... You don't bring me any blackmail...
2020-04-21 13:43:49
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2020-04-21 13:56:15
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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Минає час, минуло й літо, І тільки сум залишився в мені. Не повернутись вже в дитинство, У радості наповнені, чудові дні. Я пам'ятаю, як не переймалась Та навіть не гадала, що таке життя. Просто ляльками забавлялась, І не боялась небуття. Любити весь цей світ хотіла і літати, Та й так щоб суму і не знати. І насолоджувалась всім, що мала. Мене душа моя не переймала. Лиш мріями своїми я блукала, Чарівна музика кругом лунала. І сонечко світило лиш мені, Навіть коли були похмурі дні. І впало сонце за крайнебо, Настала темрява в душі моїй. І лиш зірки - останній вогник, Світили в океані мрій. Тепер блука душа моя лісами, Де вихід заблокований дивами, Які вбивають лиш мене. Я більш не хочу бачити сумне. Як птах над лабіринтом, Що заплутав шлях, літати. И крилами над горизонтом, Що розкинувсь на віки, махати. Та не боятись небуття, Того що новий день чекає. Лиш знову насолоджуватися життям, Яке дитинство моє знає.
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