Showing posts with label rage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rage. Show all posts

Thursday, 30 October 2014

Cutting a smile

Cutting a smile

Push the blade stronger
To cut a smile,
There’s no use to linger
You lived too long in a lie.

So, now you’ll smile forever,
No more faking or masks,
Because knife knows better
Your purpose, your tasks.

The smile will show them,
How truly happy you’re,
The knife will show them,
How deeply pure your intentions are.

Because you can’t share their sickness,
They twisted and shattered your mind too far,
Leaving you not sane, faceless,
To wash yourself pure in their blood.

© Laura Dambite, 2014.


Well, wanted to write something about how bad could be if society forces people to wear smiles, masks. Somehow it turned not the way I wanted, but… well it’s late October and Halloween is tomorrow… so it inspires me in some strange, creepy way…  The poem reminds me something about Jeff the killer from Creepypasta… I’m not an expert on that… but what brings me my Muse, I’m accepting gladly...

Saturday, 25 October 2014

Black bonds

Black bonds

ADORE ME!
PRAISE ME!
LOVE ME!
FEED ME!

BEFORE I’LL HURT YOU AGAIN,
BEFORE I’LL TROW YOUR HEART AWAY,
BEFORE I’LL SPLIT YOUR SKULL IN HALF,
BEFORE I’LL DEVOUR YOUR LIFE!     

BE MY SUN,
BE MY MOON,
BEFOFE MY GUN,
KILLS THE FUN!

DON’T DEAR TO IGNORE ME,
DON’T DEAR TO LEAVE,
DON’T DEAR TO DEACEVE ME,
DON’T DEAR TO LIVE…

WITHOUT ME
YOU’RE NOTHING!
COME BACK HERE,
NOW!!!

Please,
I beg you...
I need you…
I love you…

Please…

© Laura Dambite, 2014.

This is how I see abusive relationships and I’ll never understand why people still come back to the ones, who hurt them or try to save their relationships… like there is not enough pain in this world already. I’m not speaking only about love, about friendships too…

It not really a poem, it’s just some expression of feelings, I don’t know…