Spite

Oh yes it's sad to say,
she knew about it
all along the wicked way.

Thinking that they were flying,
now all of them are lonely, sad,
falling asleep to the sound of their own
crying.

That does not seem to be going anywhere...

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She arrived like the sunrise
from the east, laying siege to
the big town wanting so badly,
to be a city.

She came armed with big
eyes and little feet, a proud mouth
and mind that was more than just witty.

Crouching, crawling-
never sure of where she was going.
Planting, weeding-
people blew away with the seasons,
but she kept growing.

Some said things that hurt.
Others lied.
Some stole,
but all of their flavors
she tried.

That one girl left not even wearing clothes,
now she's lonely and wonders why.
She tells the world it's 'cause her daddy lied.
Well dear, that's some bullshit.
There are plenty of ladies whose daddy's were cruel
who are not only happy but in loving relationships.
You're problem is that you're a selfish whore-
you sell your body and ditch your friends, and
in those circles the selection in men is limited.

That one boy left riding a pill and a dream,
now he's he's confused and nothing is what it seems.
He tells the world it's karma's fault 'cause he was less than good before.
Well dear, that's some bullshit.
Grow up and face it,
She cheated on you because there was something wrong in your relationship,
something you were not providing, and
she kept wanting.
You too are selfish, never stopping to compromise,
never seeing the world from someone else's eyes.
When you don't stretch the mind beyond your own dreams
you are left, as you see now, lone.

There was this other girl,
she wanted to take and never have to give.
She felt cheated in life, and so she was entitled to
anything within her reach.
She tore people down


Ah, spite poetry is utter crap, but I do feel a little better now.

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So today's writing did not produce anything worthwhile. That's a shame, but I am glad I took the time to at least get something out.