How to Deal with an Asshole

Don't speak to them

Don't waste your time

They'll never change, just play games with your mind

They think they're the best

That they can do what they want

But they're not worth the pain you'll feel in the end

So to deal with a true asshole the trick is to not deal with them at all

(I do post other poems and short stories at http://www.twisteddreamsoficecream.blogspot.com/ )

Love/Lust

You're a criminal and cold


You won't let me in

If I open up to you

You will run away

I'll hold my tongue

I'll wait my turn

I'll cling to the lust and not feel the love


My heart is not here

I've hid it away

You will not touch it

I will never find it

I'll inhale your toxins whenever you're near

Love and lust, its all the same


Beat me, hurt me but don't come too close

You ask for nothing

You tell me no lies

I'll swallow my pride and stay by your side

Darkness

Confused and hurt


I feel something horrible is going to happen and I’m helpless to stop it.

The darkness that’s surrounding me spreads further everyday

I’m afraid one day I’m going 2 look out and that is all I will see

Release

Dark red liquid consumes my thoughts

Beautiful rubies haunting my dreams

The steel I see behind my lids

The coldness I want to feel

Cut down deep; rip my flesh

I pray for the sweet release

Lost Genarateion

(I wrote this with the intention of the spelling the words in it to be incorrect)


Win will this wurld in


How kan I go on


The wurld iz burning & the children r screaming


I am a member of the lost genarateion


Surrounded ny write smoke & lies


My memories r scattered


My dreams r shattered


I have no diwrection & 2 many adictions


I sigh as I acept wat being a member of this genarateion intitles me to: nuthing

Work

Twisted thoughts invade my mind

Sweet words no one else hears invade my ears

Everyday is exactly the same, it's enough to make someone go insane

I sit quietly in my chair

Needing anything to make me feel

But there's nothing...

I'm forced to live my life in wanting

Never satisfied...

Never knowing what is out there

Never...

Kind of Woman

When I was younger I was told I'd be the kind of woman men married

But that was a lie

I'm the kind of woman married men come to for fun

I'm the kind of woman who gets visited late at night

I'm the kind of woman who does what she has to just to get by

I'm not a kind woman