Platonic Guerrilla

Incognito

[theycallmeugly]

Idiots

Ignorance is a sin

Only forgivable by

The mouth of a virgin

  Little black virgin boy

Caged in my lethargy

Key his binds

  He’ll come back

Palms high, knees earthed

Prime fallen

  He awaits

His release

For he is ignorant

- Cid

[theycallmeugly]

Justice

Slanted she’s poise

Head down she’s confident

Juices of life’s current stream down

The compass of her height

Break

Groveling to the defeat of depredation

She’s determined

Broken scale clasped

She surrenders to mother earth

The star

Basking in its light she knows hope

Vigilantly she begins her stride

To vindication

Her foil scaring the earth

Her security radiating the power

Of the star maker’s potency

Naked

She’s hypocrite

- Cid

[theycallmeugly]

Gay

A tree diamond roots and coal flowers

Slouches at the cusp of the hill yet to come

Trotting along on his suspicious steed

He takes out his glass

Searching for something ethereal

Penetration of a glass ball

He’s sure

Yielded

A vision

Spectral

Reaching for the raw conception

Provided by nature’s girth

He’s assured the recipe

Essence’s tart

- Cid

[theycallmeugly]

The taste of serpents ale deflowered still in my mouth, I breath the shame of blood broken dole. Ante she advised me of the giver apples. But I was blind. I still am. Broken goods my purity unfixed by silk chains, I still am. - LHC

[theycallmeugly]

Gibberish 

[theycallmeugly]

They say your best friend is your mind. Keeper of the true you it is. Not until the perversion of apple trees does it we lose. Purity, birthed in the vision of children and secured by their minds. Zombiefied by the technicalities of reality, it's lost. Said not we to consent given but they, they despoiled the white lace lock their named mind. Prisoned to our own rapture as queer as guilt. I'm lost. - LHC

[theycallmeugly]

Gibberish 

[theycallmeugly]

White, most pure in mourning. I wear on the day of deaths celebrate. Taken by her own creator, she left. Willingly abandoned the host once inhabited by pain, she left. It is today that the faces laced mask show themselves at this masquerade ball. Fine are my garments today but fine not my heart for I not God knows why I'm here. Confused but present I am today, gifted into the rest of my life yet taken. Yet stole. - LHC

[theycallmeugly]

Oil skin I have feathers. Two reached arms I have wings. Foolish and ignorant I have imagination. I have the world in my mind. I have a world, in my mind. I have the war of insecure thoughts. I have me. I have individuality in the life of consistent jury. I have the strength to be, me. -LHC

[theycallmeugly]

I’ve walked the cluttered corpse road, seared twice on the forearm’s river length. I pose, plastic I mold myself into abomination. Damned to the core, lost -LHC

[theycallmeugly]

Poised I look arrogantly at my fate. An elephant back cluttered with a feast of rooks. Brow arched, I smirk. You think this scares me? Warn me of what? My fears maybe? What fears? What is there for me to worry for anymore? I smirk. - LHC

[theycallmeugly]

A throne made of jealous skulls and gold threads. It's presence, it's majesty, it's fear. Fear that burns the hands that don't obey. It's mine. Feather placed atop the peak of insanity, I must walk. Climb the steps to my birth right. Destiny. Barefoot I take every pace forward on the established stone. Masoned by him called grim, I bleed. Adorned with haloed corpses and molted pages. The grand staircase, with presence made shows the strength of it's brittle legs. Weighed down by the size of sin's hammer, each pace forward continues. - LHC

[theycallmeugly]

Genetrice, born today with her brothers. The epitome of fascination, she breaths. In her breath life begins. Begins to thrive like plague. Soon it becomes beings blessed, to rancid souls. What has she done? Why did she do this? You see under her beauty she has scars, deep. Forced into her cover she tried to hide them. Guilt perhaps, who would care to ponder. I see deception. - LHC

[theycallmeugly]

if you dont mind me asking who where they ?

I do mind it's personal

[theycallmeugly]

have you ever hurt some one you love alot ?

Yes, unfortunately.

[theycallmeugly]

Do you know why? Why, the call me ugly. It's something that puzzles most people. It's really just something, a spur of the moment kind of thing. You see...I don't think like most normal people. I see shit, I see things in my head. I think of things that make no sense. It's like my mind rapes me, it kidnaps me from reality. I lose myself in this world. It's a wretched place. Let me describe this world I come to for you. I like to think of it as a square room, one door one window. Parallel to each other and divided by a chair. I move this chair around, I just can't really find a spot that just feels right. The floors need work but you see, I like that. That character, it's like as if it breaths. They all do actually. Everything in the room. It breaths, I hear it all that time. It's that breathing that begins the madness. You see.. they don't call me ugly because they've called me ugly. They call me ugly because I'm beautiful. Because my essence is sex. Because my soul robs the innocence you once had. They call me ugly because I'm a monster. A monster caged in a room, a room I made up myself. - LHC

[theycallmeugly]

Jealousy, it's something that I thought I have. Foolish I was to not see that the jealous ones were the mindless voodoo dolls I pricked my needles at. The sweet melodic chant of envy, it consumes me like the smells of innocent desires. Once made of cloth scraps now sculpted bodies of chocolate. Sweet sugar blood, it's warm running down my neck. Oh how this is lust. My black umbrella will keep them cool. Delicate delights now packaged so intricately I'll put you in the shade of my shadow's cast. - LHC