#angry poem

[jrambles]

“Do you think you can forgive?” my therapist asks me. I shrug. “I don’t see the point,” I say. 

-my poem

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[coffeexxcigarettes]

Responsibility

-

My legs shake

With effort.

Sweat dripping down my back.

Heavy breathing,

Barely able to stand.

I look up for you,

But you're not there.

You're never fucking

There.

I hear your laughter in the distance,

Relaxed.

My chest contorts with anger

And pity.

I guess I'll brush myself off,

And get back to work.

Once my legs stop shaking,

Of course.

x

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[i-didnt-do-1t]

Hey, remember how angry c!Tommy was when Wilbur told him he was leaving?

I wrote a poem about it - ‘I never used to be this angry’

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[artistic-pussy-power]

to make monsters of women

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[katecreatesstuff]

Motherhood

Do not tell me what your god wants for me Because our gods are not the same Do not tell me my purpose by your god It means nothing to my god Or to me Do not speak of your god’s greatest gift to us It makes me sad, for you

My god’s greatest gift to me Does not come cooing and gurgling In sleepless nights and putrid vomit In reveling in the discovery of another’s foot

Babies are nice, to be sure I have nothing against babies But my god gave me a much different gift Mine gave me friendship and love Mine gave me storytelling and squirrels Mine gave me cameras and laughter Mine gave me a mind that runs faster than my body

My god looked at me and said,

No, this one’s children are the stories And she will tend well to them Because this one must learn to be human She must learn the confines of her corporal form She will know much of sitting with others She will know much of pain But she will know much of healing too

And that will become her work

It’s the stories they tell themselves It’s the stories that matter Those stories will be her children To be attended to with pen and paper, To be documented with camera and brush,

It will not be motherhood She will chafe under such confinement Her mind will break under such boredom

Her gift is the world

A response to someone on Twitter who said, "God's greatest gift to us is motherhood."

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[really-shitty-poetry]

Consume me.

Go ahead, try and take all I am.

Try to suffocate me with petals and thorns.

Try to make me into something palatable

Something pretty

Something easy-to-swallow.

I hope you choke.

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[bl0w-m3]

I will find god and I will not cower.

I will ask him

“How dare you”

“How could you”

And he would stare back

And once again allow me

To starve

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[thebittertasteofalmost]

A fire that knows your name.

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[systemserendipity]

⚠️tw death, abuse (of numerous kinds), religious and political extremism⚠️

Two years ago, our sperm donor-- a physically/emotionally/sexually/emotionally/spiritually/verbally abusive, evangelical, cult-leading, n-zi hate preacher-- FORTUNATELY passed away.

Not a day goes by that we aren't affected by his actions, even though he's no longer here. The numerous nights we wake up in sweat. The constant moments we look over our shoulder, thinking we've heard his voice. So on.

Only now have we had the courage to speak out this much.

With all of this in mind, we wrote an angry vent-poem at the request of our primary partner.

Enjoy.

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[darkness-in-love]

24 November 2022

the fact of the matter is,

you were supposed to stay.

you were supposed to be there for me

when things went bad.

i stayed, i would have stayed through anything.

but you were different.

you saw it getting bad

and decided you didn't love me anymore.

decided this was too much for you.

and left.

you left me to fend for myself.

a puppy who didn’t know the way,

stumbling and clinging onto whoever feeds it.

getting tricked into giving my all

only to be kicked by those who find it funny.

i trusted you,

now what?

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[liviwaslost]

You Don’t know

I know you far greater than you believe

Which you will never ever perceive

For I must be oh-so naive

No matter the feats I achieve

I’ll never be the sage of your desire

For I am not a bush of fire

For I am not a red handed liar

Nor is it something I would ever admire

Everyone says yours intentions are altruistic

Even if your words are disgustingly simplistic

Always interrupting me when I’m just being realistic

Acting like I’m the one being cruel and antagonistic

You get up to leave whining about not being wanted

Before you left I was cowardly taunted

Your cruel question has left my mind daunted

I’m shakingly still as my heart is haunted

I couldn’t answer your question then and I won’t now

I absolutely refuse to quietly submit and bow

You’ll forget that this all happened anyhow

As I sit angrily wishing that I could forget somehow

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[crookedpeachperfection]

No Contact

Stop Calling

Stop texting

You always had a way of disobeying orders

You were out of my life when I wanted you most

Now that I no longer need you

No longer crave your motherly touch

You reenter

Stop Calling

Stop texting

I see you every time I look in the mirror

I wish I could cut and paste new features

Remove you from body

Remove you from my blood

I can't even remove you from phone

Stop calling

Stop Texting

You ruined a lot for me

I hope I ruined a lot for you too

It only seems fair

Please

Please

Stop Calling

Stop Texting

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[ridiculousnighttears]

Save me (I stab you)

Exhaustion numbing my every sense. 

Thoughts die down, mind empty. 

Grasp my hand and get me out of this nothingness!

I am all apart, pieces missing, gone. 

A sinner, grabbing desperately every opportunity, 

hungry, thirsty and needy, a shadow in pitch black.

Rage, always present, always failing. 

Unfair, this isn’t how it’s supposed to be. 

But this is how it is.

I’ve been ruined, don’t touch me.

I’ll drown you, get your blood on my teeth.

I will steal your heart, for mine got ripped out of me.

Yet I will choke, suffocate with your pureness. 

Abandon your flesh, poison the stolen heart.

Drown in the pile of my own corpses. 

They made me what I’ve always hated.

Faces haunt my last moments, corpses rot. 

Now they will devour my insides.

And it's agony, pathetic and wicked.

I never wanted to be this human.

I never meant to become cruel.

But it’s late, I am losing my breath amongst the corpses.

I am too gone, flew too close to the sun.

I got exhausted from carrying my dead soul.

Forgive me, I kept surviving on anger. 

My hope was stabbed at its core.

Take my hand, this can’t be the end. 

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[cinnamonsodaa]

december 30, 2023 ❝ she started looking pretty recently. even prettier, i’ve noticed. why is she looking so pretty all of a sudden? hmm … that’s not fair. i’ve not even gotten started picking up my fragile heart’s pieces. the thought of putting them together, an even more horrible thought. so, why me? why now? I don’t get it. i think about her every day. ❞ ex ‘best friend’ . . .

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[autumnentirely]

Why Won't They Help Me?

The mental health services in my country have really let me down.

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[eveandthetree]

flood

The flood you caused 

makes you turn a blind eye.

When I turn to face it

the fault is suddenly mine.

The water from my eyes

burns from your lies.

It spills into puddles

dripping on the floor.

Forcing its presence 

cracking more and more.

The dam of my feelings

breaks with the weight,

as quickly as it rushes

It boils into hate.

I'm dreaming to be dry.

and memorize the wet lines.

Wishing for the day,

the rage finally dies.

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