I just wrote a thing in the buss on my way home.

To enjoy the dead 

and hate the living

to be awake in bed

and never offer a giving


Poke your eyes out and hear

Every rock is screaming

                  be it far

                            be it near.


Crying while you take out

the blade from her chest.

"They made me do it!

    I'm weak!

He will kill menow

cause she told him to 

or she will die from his left hand

cause his right was cut

off by a righteous man

who fought for a woman

who never loved

after she was raped 

by the pastor

when she prayed 

to be free

but the pastor had taken 

more pills than

his mortal God

told him to take."


All that ends in hell

started in Eden.


You cry as I cry.

You don't see me 

as I see you,

but you can smell me.

You don't know that the smell is mine.

It just reminds you

of the home

you had

when you were a baby.

It reminds you

of your first love,

of your wife,

of your dead child,

though you never knew her,

it reminds you of


and that makes you cry more and the guilt is tearingyour ribs and your own breath is suffocating you.




I'm sorry. I'm sorry. 

I'm sorry.I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.


I can't forgive you.

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CreativeWriterE's picture


 Your poem is very deep. I fell in love with the energy. I could feel what the person was feeling. I myself have been through a tragedy as such, and this poem really touched me. You are an amazing writer. 

You've gotta pass hell to get to heaven..

DeffAngell's picture

Thank you.

Thanks. I'm glad you like it.

By the way... Shoud I post old stuff here or just new ones?

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you can post anything you wrote yourself.  you don't have to say when you wrote it, if you don't want to.  some people also share old poems published a long time ago, outside the bounds of legal copyrights (in the public domain).  if you do that, you should say who wrote it and when it was published.

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I see. Thanks.