complication

Truly Disgusted

Sickened by my own decision of partner because all we end up having is collisions... departure is where we're heading to, we do contain love inside but only for a few moments then back to not knowing what to do. Caught up in a commitment, handling verbal abuse everyday, I stand here being convicted as I view down to pray. My beautiful glow became dimmed by those who hate the truth, that's when I gag and usually throw up the duce but it's as if I'm trapped inside of a spiders web. Withheld from freedom of decisions, expressing what's inside and kept in confusion of a wicked life I live... I would rather not continue to give now and become cold enough to make others freeze before getting any closer to me. "Jeeze" why do people go forward with fucking me over and not realize that I'm just becoming bolder by turning my shoulder to what is expressed to me, I am too deep in being depressed I can not save myself. Grossed out on how specific people can live tampering with those weaker than them, acknowledging that one day they will face God risking to get condemned. Don't forget there are those that enjoy stimulating people's minds by gaming, making them think until they no longer can keep up and begin to just sink.

                  Marcelina Flores

                 -April 16th, 2014-

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What It Is

I feel like every single thing is like a mind game,  played and laid out for me

I can't feel a single thing, like I'm not blind, but I still can't see

 

What is it really? Perhaps it's not that important?

Tell me what it is, or is it just my own comportment?

 

I have walked in the very things I've looked down upon

What I once thought was selfish, now I too am wrong

 

and now there is blood all over my hand

But I have no idea why, I just don't understand

 

This is a complication called the human mind

Irony, double standards, hypocrisy, A place to be so blind

 

To wallow and loop in this thick puddle of shame

For the mistakes commited, I fairly wore the blame

 

Knowing is the beginning is something I suppose

It's better to learn, rather than to find it to oppose.

 

So I guess I'll take my feelings and throw them to the floor

I'll leave you where you originally were, trapped inside a closed door

 

And you can echo your goodbyes

as you embrace yourself to the ink of sheer ignorance and sighs..