You said I never would amount to anything
So I said I never wanted to be anything
All you have is nothing I care for,
All you are is nothing I care for
Fuck your problems and fuck your hate
Fuck your everything that makes you so great
A burnt out star that fell from the sky
With all your words having me rolling my eyes
I’m over, I’m over, I’m over your lies!
Guess I’m the nothing that cares for nothing
 
Open your scars
I see through your skeleton heart 
The reason you crawl, the reason you fall
Forgive them you’ll not, forget them is best
When all you have is imperfections
They can be imperfectly perfect with my, goodbye
 
Dark emotions become the depths
Locked away inside my chest, like Pandora
(The horror!, the horror!)
We are not one in the same
Inconvenienced by fate
You’re as dark as can be, feeding me your misery
A fucking disease
Thinking I needed your love
It was only a wanting to belong
For you it was only a means to an end
 
Open your scars
I see through your skeleton heart 
The reason you crawl, the reason you fall
Forgive them you’ll not, forget them is best
When all you have is imperfections
They can be imperfectly perfect with my, goodbye
 
Learning love and respect
But over the lost cause
Some people just don’t get along
So stay away and I’ll do the same 
(Won’t ever grab hold of your hollow hand)
Abuse, heartlessness and insincerities won’t ever get the best of me
I opened my door so many times
But for you it’ll never open again
No need to pretend
My evil was dark, my evil clawed at me
But now my evil is a corpse

You aren't the first to walk these roads.
These lonely, gravel trails  covered in broken glass and nails.
Every time a rickety car breaks down and fails
it leaves it's wreck along the side of highway,
just watching the traffic pass them by.
They are monuments to every effort we have made and given up on.
They are why you MUST try.

Whether you live in a town or a city,
there are going to be some pretty shitty moments in life.
It takes a lot of strife to get a small amount of satisfaction
but the chain reaction
of doubts and down 'n' outs
is drowned out by the radio static and
I don't mean to sound dramatic but
I understand.

I just want you to know
you're not going to go on your own this time.
Every moment spent crying is time that could better spent trying.
If I told you I don't have these moments,
well, I'd be lying.
Because I've felt the color drain from my face
as I try to remember the last place I left my courage
because it's not at arm's reach this time.
Sneers and eyerolls draw spirals around me
like I'm at ground zero of an M.C Escher painting.

I can rephrase suffering so many ways.
But at this pace, I still can't outrun my own thoughts.
I find my courage at last
but there is no sticking place to screw it to,
so I just say "Screw it."
I can't say I knew it would end this way,
but if all this poem comes down to
is a whiny teenager trying to be edgy
than I guess I...

tl;dr

why you sad boo?

All these demons in my head keep
me
nailed down to the bed, it's like they
won't stop til I'm dead, what do they
want from me? All the signs I see
outside, taking nothing said in stride,
cuts and bruises on my pride, it all
comes naturally. Spilling vomit from
my mind, sitting idly biding time, self
expression's such a crime, they
scream
it's blasphemy. Your religion is a lie,
but you won't ask yourself why,
where
do we go when we die? Someone
answer me.

They deserve better than me.
I even deserve better than me.
Am I really deserving?
I want to be better.
I need to be.
All I feel inside of me.
Is that everyone deserves better than me.

I can't escape this hell
So many times I've tried
But I'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
This animal, this animal

I can't escape myself
I can't escape myself
So many times i've lied
So many times i've lied
But there's still rage inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal

Somebody help me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
Somebody wake me from this nightmare
I can't escape this hell

THIS ANIMAL, THIS ANIMAL, THIS ANIMAL, THIS ANIMAL, THIS ANIMAL, THIS ANIMAL, THIS ANIMAL

So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
This animal I have become!

FUCK EVERYONE

What is going on?

http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/anger-poems/

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.

"Do not ask for whom the bell tolls
It tolls for thee"
As if all rights and wrongs were just
a memory.
We set ourselves out to sea
in an ocean of imperfections
where the only way to see inside ourselves
is through vivisections,
we watch science explain everything for us
while concepts like faith and love
sink into the background
and we cannot hear the answers
over the sound of cannons firing
because we throw money at problems requiring
care instead of denier
but we still think we know where the heart is.
It's right there,
in that empty chest
in which you keep your best
hopes of ever knowing love again
in a world where we only make money so we can spend.

There will be no exodus,
purgatory is a breeze next to this,
because we bend our children's backs
like pipe-cleaners
just because that's what our parents
did to us,
it's been about growing up
it's been about moving out,
with a rebel shout
we barrel towards the future
because there is no turning anywhere back
because the train-track wasn't made
with brakes in mind
and if, out of all this, there is even a lesson to find
it's not in textbooks or written in flesh-tone ink
on the back of hands,
THINK
we've pushed ourselves past the brink
in the name of progress
with everything always being
no more, no less
we cannot digress 
because we are hellbound

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