My Poetry Suck

I wanna die and I will anytime.

anywhere

               soon.



Is this an honest desire

or just pretentious angst

coming from my bones?





Failure, ugly, stupid

                   c**t.





Seed words of tragedy and

feed the ego

with the touch of magical wand.



The abused rotten circle of my eye

is now getting used to that

I wanna be a catcher in the rye.





I hate my sister because she mocks me and treats me

like an stupid a*s.

Yet she still picks the one and two.



Curse over my obsessions

You didn't die for them since

you grew over progression

and are flying away.





"I'm not a woman"

"You're a man"

No a*****e, I'm nothing,

a no one, I have not

a gender at all.



Why divide and tag?

I am a nothing

But oh how I wish

on be everything!





I won't ever be happy and that's a fact

"Forever alone" blinds my mind

          An ideal of living

                       corrupts my mind.



Masses, mass and going to mass.

Rebellion, beauty and God in my lungs.

What is God? I only praise on idols

         who faded away long ago.



The traces of their destruction

ruhn through my blood.



Would I pay for Richard being my lover? f**k that moralistic s**t, certainly I would.



Pity, horrid piggy.



And then I ask why my sister wants me

             to stop so much...



If I died she'd be happy

Everyone would.

But the inmature, obsessed, poser little "girl"

doesn't suit her, right?



Yet I still enjoy the mourn non-stop since

the deeper I get on SD.

the highert I get

on great Glory DE.



But I still don't stop pretentious I mean,

How could I? arrogance and cinicysm

               suit perfect to great minds.



I chase beauty cause I'm Eros

and as Socrates wisely said.

"We are after what we want and we want

what we are not or don't have".



Do the math.



"Glory, Glory" The Clash song said.



Yes I want glory.



I once read Rimbaud's poetry and fell in love

then folishly thought I could write poetry myself.

Author's Note

not so special, first one I upload here, hi

Reviews

[Journey21]

I liked it. I think the world needs more genderless, depressive, suicidal, obsessive, and nothing 'c***s' like us. It is the ultimate 'slap in the face' to a society, yours and mine, to stay alive... and keep bitching. The lines will blur. Mine are sketchy, at best. Good read. Keep on grooving to yo beat baby.

[Sweet & Tender Hooligan]

it is special as it is a raw and honest glimpse into your soul.
I do think your writing as improved and that your own
voice comes through from time to time. You write honestly
and uniquely and you should embrace that. And carry it on
through your writing like this one and Blue London.
The feelings written here are raw, honest, confused and real.
That's what poetry should be and those are some of the best
qualities in your writing.

[Revolutionary]

This is different from any other.I like it fresh.It is sad and angry and kind of sexy.Great job