i’m not sure what you were trying to accomplish
by not looking in those dark corners
they weren’t going to go away
things like that can’t be ignored into oblivion
instead you chose to live a shallow, meaningless existence
never getting close to anyone
surrounded by many unsuspecting people
all of whom would build up your unhealthy ego
the people who most matter kept at arm’s length
to eventually walk away
My horrible neighbor
Does everything in his power
To make everyone’s
Life miserable
It’s like he wakes up every day
With the sole intention of
Doing something annoying
It shows in his face
There’s no joy there
Just a sad broken person
Being rude because
He doesn’t know
What else to do
It’s almost like you have no idea
What you did to me, how you
Reduced me to tears and destroyed
My being, stepped on my joy
And turned it into refuse,
Made me feel so small,
All because you didn’t know how
To get over all your garbage and
Stop putting it on me,
I seriously doubt you’ll every
Realize the effect you have
On other people, the only thing
That matters is you protecting
Your unconscious, unresolved issues.
there’s something about
the way she looks
tight face
uncomfortable smile
forced laugh
dead eyes
that betrays all the
things she was put through
a terrible family hazing
she wasn’t ever allowed
to talk about
leading her to
take out all her self-hate
on others
I’m astonished at their
sheer cruelty, depravity,
hypocrisy, coldness,
the lengths they will go to
to mislead their followers
so they can get more power,
make more money.
At what point is enough enough?
When does this cruel push for riches end?
They’ll stop at nothing because
this is about much more than just money,
it’s about that horrible thing(s) that
happened to them as children and
that they have to punish the rest
of humanity for forever.
Go see a psychiatrist instead of
destroying everyone and everything else.
So, he came back today
And nobody was really
Happy about it,
Although he didn’t have a clue,
So typical—only thinking
About himself and what
He needs at any particular moment—
A giant hole that craves filling
But can never get enough,
A force that sucks up all the light
And leaves everything in darkness.
No amount of hand sanitizer
Can create a surfeit of clean
And disguise the dying flesh
Bronzer and a comb-over
Can’t cover the decay inside
You are a very Narcissus
Papa’s little pride and joy
You’ve prove to us plebeians
Wealth doesn’t define success
Status isn’t a sign of intelligence