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 PennyAnte
Joined: 4/17/2016
Msg: 126
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GenocidePage 6 of 6    (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6)
Wretched limbs another day with scraps of bread and yet we pray
Whistling winds means winters near that means more die I fear
I came back with a feather in my cap I was insignificant to say the least
The lot came down as robed men but they did not call out for peace
Priest leap in and raged a war in a matrix of forgotten souls
I must sleep their bones are weak the infants in graves by the door
They must see you as lesser beings they must be then brainwashed
To name a savage, a serpent, a beast to call out and be forgot


copr. M.Mizzoni
 PennyAnte
Joined: 4/17/2016
Msg: 127
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Broken Slave
Posted: 1/19/2017 6:54:38 PM
break me down
we have broken up
you were a mirage
in a fairy tale
that needed a dessert
and discarded you fled
you couldn't be like
the rest

break me down
take away my words
leave me twisting
be absurd
In the most cunning way
you underestimate me
I will one day
have something to say



If I stand at an altar you built
or by a wayside that is barren of seed
I can count the days I did repent
taking the blame for my misdeeds

If I stand by the altar I made
in a forest of fruitful trees
I can be rewarded sevenfold
watch me heal as I fall to my knees

so ....

break me down
you have broken me
I stand in your stairwell
you discipline me
you lust after my limbs
you watch me intense
as I walk up and down
you are my prince

break me down
tell me who to be
now that you know
what is left of me

yes you did succeed
to erace a childhood
with the chemicals that kept me
misunderstood

break me down
In your systematic way
Teach me to be stoic
and existentially your slave

copr. M.Mizzoni
 PennyAnte
Joined: 4/17/2016
Msg: 128
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Rage Mom
Posted: 2/7/2017 12:01:06 PM
Ran over the garden gate
slaps my face it distracts her from
her guilt she beats me with hate
Rage Mom with no good times

Dysfunction is her middle name
Go nuts I have no friends
No one to tell me your not right
You fight

Antagonize
Aggravated
Agitated
Angry
and looking for me


Ran over to a friends house
Try to escape her demons align
She projected them all onto me
Rage Mom with no good times.

Suspicion is her very best cue
Go wild now I have no friends
No one told why I got beat tonight
You fight

Exaggerated
Egomaniac
Exiting
Easy
to blame it on me.

Rage Mom with no good times.

copr. M. Mizzoni
 PennyAnte
Joined: 4/17/2016
Msg: 129
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My Hands, Your Fate
Posted: 2/13/2017 11:13:33 AM
For years I kept the anger in my hands
Yes, waking up with clenched fists and there it was
A tingling from a dream that never ends

There you are with a book under your arm
A finger over your lips
To hush me
and hush I did

For years you kept me stifled by your hands
You held me back ordered restraints and left
A wrenching in a dream that never ends

There you are with the family
Your fingers in your ears
You're deaf to it
silent you are

For years decades you crippled my hands
With belittling words you stole my creativity
A humiliation from a dream that never ends

There you are pointing across the room
Your crocked old finger
To accuse me
and I was blamed

I should own everything you have
You should have been put behind bars
Jesus in me saved you
but you left me with many scars

My hands are mine now old woman
You never paid the price well
Jesus in me saved you
but the devil still cast his spell.

For years I kept the anger in my hands
Yes, waking up with clenched fists and there it was
A tingling from a dream that never ends

There you are in the first chair
Sitting next to the doctor
You said I lied
I sat and cried

For years you woke me to seduce me
Patting your lap where I lay my head
A violation in a dream that never ends

There you are like a ghost
Rattling chains in my mind
You are dead now
Thank God I survived

I should own everything you have
You should have been put behind bars
Jesus in me saved you
but you left me with many scars

My hands are mine now old woman
You never paid the price well
Jesus in me saved you
but the devil still cast his spell.


copr M.Mizzoni
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