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If poems are posted one after another it may be normal, I am importe my own poems from high-school here
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I want you to put your head between my thighs
And lick those lips when they are dry
I want you to kiss me and say I'm the bestest boy
When I'm on a leash and acting coy
I want you to handle me roughly and make me swear at you
Make me bark and moan when you bite me there too
Put your hand on my throat and don't let go
Let me press against you more and vow
Then I'll feel desirable again
Until I'll too suffer from this part of my brain
The cookies
You can't eat, no
The cookies
You can't eat, tho
You're still tasting
You're mouth is full
The fridge is full
I must eat again
I don't feel the pain
Eat
I wake up
Starve
I throw up
Eat, this word is making me crazy
I hate this melody
I hate this reality
I hate dreams too
I hate the cookies
I hate the fridge
They stand here, they tease
My mind is loud
It makes me want to puke out
Eat is all I hear
Eat is all I want to write
It's driving me crazy or near
Please someone end my plight
I'm going to tear my skin appart
If someone don't stop this part
When the shadow came, the night began
The waltz kept going as the flowers stand
Here, between two hearts so confidant
Light was, but only reminiscent
In the quiet of the night
Everything appeared as light
The couple's steps grew fonder
Like a spirit hit by thunder
The moon kept an eye on the lovers' tango
As the flame grew tired of the tempo
They were left, the two strangers
Right there, under the hollow of the covers
I want to shred my skin into pieces
This rage inside of me which I cannot place
Makes me want to forget every inches
Every part, every lasting corner of this face
Every curve, every smile, every sound
Sounds that are so loud
And where peace cannot be found
The fatigue of looking in the mirror
Feeling like a patchwork of blood and flesh
With these old scars that still feel fresh
To find out to what your head is attached with horror
Feels like waking up with somebody you never knew
Who forced into you bed and violated you
And you know she will stay for a good amount of time
Since to society we are nothing but a mime
I push myself
But that's never enough
I keep pushing, pushing, pushing
But the more I push, the less I see the way behind
Almost as if I was slowly becoming blind
The achievements and how proud I had been
In the past, only feel like the sound of wind
And I keep pushing, and I keep walking
Pushing, walking, pushing, walking, pushing
No one is on the route, I can never get enough
And I must not do good
For I must do better
Better than any latter
And I must get over my mood
Pushing myself and so on
No matter the hardships
No matter if I'm alone
I'll be noticed, I'll be fine, I'll be happy
But I have to be perfect, so people will love me
And so I continued pushing,
And so I continued walking
Pushing, walking, pushing
I'm getting tired, I don't want to lay
I found people on the way
They praised me but I could not see
All the efforts I have made to deserve this
The path has started to erase itself behind me
And at the start, I must be
For I have forgotten time and I believe, got crazy
I see their praising gaze turning into concern
It's almost like I have forgotten to learn
So I push and I walk
I push and I walk
Until I found someone to talk
They asked me if I was fine
And I was telling them everything's in line
They asked me to speak honestly
So we sat down under a tree
And after some time I talked earnestly
For the first time I felt my feet
Burning at the stake
As if the ground they meet
They have never felt
Although, the ground, they had walked awake
But maybe that's what it feels like to have some self-respect
I walked enough, pushed enough
And for the road ahead
I need to rest and get my head laid
Parade on May
Tall, lanky, somber
Quiet is the danger
Silence, they are lurking
Heavily, through the shadows they're walking
They are profaniting our flag
With their black boots and white teeth
They tear us off with their filth
And with the last scent of a cigarette drag
We're all already 6 feet underneath
Anger
When YOU wanted me to get FINANCIAL aids
I asked for SUPPORT
I gave you my COMFORT
YOU gave me away, half DEAD
When I told YOU about my problems
YOU turned them away
And I have never felt so much SHAME
To have YOU tell me I'm OKAY
YOU told me to STOP skipping classes
But I never drank your GLASSES
YOU told me to get reorientation
YOU want me to get into tourism formation
But I never chose it, I never WANTED it
You never WANTED things for me
YOU wanted them for YOU
and that is why I'm leaving the tea
The party is over, that I sue
Because when anything you ask is about YOU
Anything I could do is to lie to you too
Eyes
I don't like having eyes on me
It makes feel sick
Like I have no privacy,
It gives me the ick.
I feel them in the street
In my home, in the pit
I started to believe in the ghost of the deceased
And it makes me paranoid
To be watched
And somehow getting attached
Of the inexistent stares in my home
That doesn't make me feel, oh, so alone
My mother's a spider
A big black widow
Always looking for the window
The window that would let her into my heart
And control me until I rot
She's always playing with my feelings
Because of hers, she has no understanding
She's an immature bitch
Thinking She's better because she's an old witch
My emotions she doesn't care
Because her problems are her welfare
Add a little victimisation there
Until my nerves are cooked rare
She forgets everything and twist reality
Which must be useful
When you're talking behind everyone's back so easily
Than stab me with your horns like a bull
Misgender me, dismiss me, ignore my need
But just know, now you have no golden child to feed
TW dysphoria
I look at my hands
And tell myself that it's too delicate
It's too soft, small and it feels like a gate
Preventing me from seeing the end
I visualise myself with a man's chest
and I feel joy, euphoria even
I feel like I found myself in heaven
But then it comes back like a pest
I keep remembering that this man isn't me
That this isn't my body
And it hurts so bad
And it makes me sad
I want to be tall and lean
With long hair
And everyone would say I look fair
No one would be mean
People would look at me and think: "that's a handsome man"
And I could be free from being a woman
If only, if only
I fell in love with a dream
Sometimes I wonder why my heart gleams
Like a light getting out of my ribs
Just when I touch his limbs
I want to treat him like the most beautiful star
As he is the prettiest by far
I want to hold him for all eternity
Because he's the remedy
To this poison sickening me
I'm killing myself
Trying to be somebody else
I can't change my face
On which tears are left
My hair I hate so much
That I don't want to touch
My jaws, my eyebrows my lips
Are all looking so dull
And not to talk about my hips
Which won't take no tips
My hair's a mess
My eyes are tired
My brain's near death
And I want to be desired
I can't ignore
Make it stop, make it stop
These unbearable thoughts
Make it stop
Or I'll jump over the top
Please help me, please hold me
So close, so tight, so free
Make the thoughts stop
Make my mind work
I can't bear this anymore
I might as well dump
At the sound of the drum
I can't bear the thoughts anymore
So please help me make it stop
Suffocating
Oh, God!
How horrible it feels
When I have no daffodils
And no ,ever so precious geod
I cannot write to the wind
Nor the sea, nor the sun
Nor the moon, nor the sand
Nor the Earth so down below
Beneath our feet, so hollow
For who am I to write
When my chest feels so tight
Tight with melancholy and thoughts
Unbearable thoughts, so insatiable thoughts
Lord it feels so low
Oh God! Oh God!
Space
Space is a promise
One that does not lie
One that does not fly
Serenity is its keys
But as pretty as it seems
Time and life are not its themes
Since oxygen is unbearable
For this veil of the night
And life impossible
For the humans that search light
One serenity could not be disturbed
With any of the rules, the world offered