Listen listen deep you are cheap the five dollar hooker on the corner banks more dough than your used up dried up loosey goosey cooch
Funny how you compare me to you YOU are nothing
Your words are barely heard and easily forgotten
When we talk you smile and share your stories your put downs always stand steady at the tip of your tongue
Ready to humiliate the man you said you loved
Ready set go
Another affront
You love to dish out the insults
You love to hurt the heart you claimed was so dear to you
You said you two shared a forever bond that you were lost within a deeper connection
Your words fall heavy and meaningless
I see past your ~slithering~ speech as your liar tongue spews vulgarities
And I laugh as you throw words at us
Behind his back you talk s**t
You than tell him I questioned you that you felt attached
B***h if I was on the hunt you'd be dead before you felt my touch
You claim your innocent you done nothing wrong
You cheated on him time after time claimed you were to drunk but you loved his best friends dick you even posted pics of you kissing this man all the while claiming he raped you
You string your lies like paper ties for the world to see screaming look at me my pretty tongue speaks fancy words
Your dressed up lies are still ugly
That your truth cant be broken
But I know
I KNOW
Your deceptions your equivocations exaggerating fabrications I can see I can smell the burnt ashes covering your lips
Unknowingly you howl pointless words and whisper your painful fragility like your the only one who has been hurt
You say he is so selfish You say he is so materialistic but your the true definition of inconsiderate Self-centered Thoughtless Unthinking Disrespectful Narcissistic Uncaring Heedless Vain C**T
Your so pathetic wonder if your new man knows you beg him to leave me you text you'll pay for his divorce pay his child support
You wasted five years of his life he left you to finally live to improve himself
With someone who makes him want to be a better man
I saw him as he is not a man to be fixed by a woman
But a man who fixes the broken parts of himself all on his own
I don't nag I don't b***h at his wrong doing I keep my mouth shut cry it out in the shower I have the strength of patience and wisdom to let him come to the self realization off all his trespasses against me it has a more lasting and powerful affect over the male psyche
But you tell all who will listen that I am his downfall that he will regret leaving you you say he was a better person before me that I control him he is a man now he has no boss I'm not his mother nor am I you who controls everyone around her
Your shared friends got an ultimatum it was You or him you are so jealous its sickening
You are two faced each mask is as ugly as the real face you hide
Telling them lies to make them hate me if their so stupid to believe you who needs that type of person in their life anyway
NOT him and certainly NOT ME
What's that You heard a bunch of stories about me From someone who hates me
That s**t must be true
And you say I'm to naive and trusting
I'd never fall for some Bullshit like that
You said you are out to hurt me You need to watch and feel me bleed to make your life bearable
My flesh is torn scars and wounds so deep you and him both sucked the poetic blood from me like an executioner waring the cloak of muse
But I refuse to bleed out my life blood as ink pours from my every pore
You are no one and nothing to me
And you wonder why you feel so empty
YOU ARE NOTHING
You do not know how small and miniscule you are
The words you say mean nothing and you will not matter to anyone in such a small amount of time
I feel so sorry for you ignorant little being for you have no idea that you are so alone
And once this poem is written you will be forgotten
But in a way I do you a favor
You will go down is history not as His-Story but as a lesson learned
Okay...put down the Bukowski and the mirror and say what you really mean....jk. Damn, where do you go with this one? It's a "rant gone wild" and yet I can't help but think how cool it would be if you wrote this about a spoon or fish... guitar or even Gandhi...an empty shampoo bottle...A dry county...Pregnancy sticks or Walt Disney on Ice. Well, either way I am truly impressed with the flow and the flat out roll of this one..maybe a late bus or a door knob ? Great title as well....btw. I just had to stop by this one so Thanks!
Long and brutal! Perfect for a raging poem such as this one! I know it's been a long time since I reviewed or did really anything active on this site, but now I'm back and I'm ready!
You had some really nice/funny/interesting lines in this piece, these are my favorites:
"You are two faced
each mask is as ugly
as the real face you hide"
"the five dollar hooker
on the corner
banks more dough
than your used up dried up
loosey goosey cooch"
"Your words fall heavy
and meaningless"
"Your words are barely heard
and easily forgotten"
Gives me the shivers!
Further, I noticed a few grammatical errors so I thought i'd just give you a heads up! :) :
"You than tell him
I questioned you
that you felt attached" -then instead of than
"claimed you were to drunk"-too instead of to
"like your the only one
who has been hurt"-you're instead of your
"but your the true definition
of inconsiderate"-you're instead of your
"If their so stupid to believe you"-they're instead of their
she told me that she was going to kick your a!! lol
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
haha she can bring it on Id love to stomp that would be home wreckers flabby a*s funny she talks s**.. read morehaha she can bring it on Id love to stomp that would be home wreckers flabby a*s funny she talks s**t behind my back but she don't have enough balls to do it in person to my face
10 Years Ago
I was just aging you on I don`t even know her
10 Years Ago
well haha still sounds like the s**t she would pull and by the way you suck lol
and I was going to do a colab with you but now I ain`t
10 Years Ago
Me so sad what a loss to the world of poetry ... we must do a collab we owe it to poetry to birth an.. read moreMe so sad what a loss to the world of poetry ... we must do a collab we owe it to poetry to birth another creation into the world
10 Years Ago
well that's the theme the birth of a poem see u later
Holy s**t!! Powerful, emotional stuff, VP! And clearly, it puts it into perspective, knowing that it was about a specific person on here. I read some of the conversation below, and although I wouldn't have specifically named who it was about, that's at your discretion.
Without getting involved in the situation at hand (because I prefer not to), I will say that I very much like the poem itself, particularly this stanza:
I see past your
~slithering~
speech as your
liar tongue
spews vulgarities
And I also like the last two stanzas, "My poetry has a lasting effect/That rewrites your subconscious." It certainly got to me, and woke me up!
I also must admit that I like the title, especially because "c**t" is such a reviled word among women (and others), so to use it in an artistic way is admirable. It reminds me of one of the pieces from The Vagina Monologues, called "Reclaiming C**t"; as in that piece, this poem uses the word in kind of an empowering sense. Although you're using it as a put-down here, it feels as if it's empowering for you to release your emotions, and for that I commend you.
I did notice a few spelling errors, but they were relatively minor, like in the line "Your so pathetic/wonder if your new man," it should read, "You're so pathetic."
And in this verse: "You than tell him/I questioned you/that you felt attached," it should read "You [then] tell him." But those are just small typos, and like I said, I like the overall poem very much. I hope the situation works out, one way or another, but that's not my business.
Hmmm?
I see you have a hard time expressing anger. Ha.
I will say I do not like publicly humiliating others with poetry. I could support the expression without the author's note to direct attention toward another.
Your poetry expresses well the destructive power of manipulation and betrayal. You show well the vile nature of some relationships and ulterior interactions. You forged a deadly weapon with beautifully honed edges of surgical sharpness.
I will never judge your heart or the validity of you accusation, but I would beseech you to reconsider using your art in this manner.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
I understand all you have said but poetry is a way of ultimate expression of all emotions I am a tru.. read moreI understand all you have said but poetry is a way of ultimate expression of all emotions I am a truthful person and way to open and like in life I will never hold back in poetry it is my therapy and my lifeline with out my poetic ability I would die.
I added the note at the end because this person gets to bad mouth me to no avail and every word she spews they believe not that I care what easily swayed weak ignorant people believe it just pisses me off that people are so stupid the people to witch I refer were my husbands close friends and through him they became friends with his ex of 5 years when they were still together but his ex told them it was him or her and later on she told them they could be friends with him as long as they were not around me or hung out with me around she is a very controlling jealous pathetic person and even though she has a new man she has still been texting my husband begging to be his friend she has lied to her new man and shockingly he is ok with her wanting to only be my husbands friend she claims to have a deep and forever lasting connection to my husband that she will never let him go but than she bad mouths him to everyone who has ears if my husbands so bad as she preaches why than is she still after him its funny and sad. I became her friend she fell in love with me and wanted us 3 to be in a poly relationship ... Both my husband and I were like F$%k NO lol I just feel sorry for her new man
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