THE CRADDLE

THE CRADLE

Swinging back and forth by the over-protecting hands, are the
cradles occupied by those with screaming glands, they’re sparing
the rod and constantly giving into demands, welcoming a being
into a society unprepared for such commands, making every safe
community unaware and endangered fans. Rejection is the recipe
for these unpredictable reactions unplanned, not aiming for
anyone specific but always the actions are grand, empathy a never
in seek, anger is the only emotion to stand, out of control seeds
are all growing in their selfish lands, regrets start to sprout
amongst families breaking clans, but it’s always after time has
expired and there’s no more pouring sand, caring attempts to reset
only begins to put more fire under pan, stirring this pressure
during boil leaves unsuccessful tasting painfully bland, rebellion
begins drinking every late arriving challenge like fuel in emergency
can, the rising structure causes the adolescent to become more
creative leaving the parents damned, punishment is viewed as an
alien approach that they aren’t even interested in trying to
understand, they hear no and immediately think unfair treatment
labeling these words their brand, if they are summoned to take
responsibility by force for their actions they plot during time’s
span, Manipulating those unfamiliar with them using others and
eventually leave home to officially expand, Liking to cause trouble
they seek destruction gaining innocent victims then slip away
through cracking sand, it begins with lies, and games during youth

then by adult it grows thicker and turns into a thrill seeking habit
that they must slam, pretending associates are friends when no
one else exists in mind a one man band, discarding humans and
destroying any and all in path they no longer wish to withstand.

CHAOSURISITY

CHAOSURIOSITY

The string is now lit, running from escaping pit, it swallows all thread as it glows, the I don’ts will walk with the do, as the vows unbreak promises are froze, familiar fiance now extinct, who invited this new person that has arose?, no more tickled bellies or twinkling eyes, now theres only left frowning nose, frightened by this new found stranger, while wearing bruises under her clothes, happiness in a brand new union, it seems now has come to a close, Date nights are a thing of the past, her highlight of the day is communication with the stove, breaking a sweat for his unworthy wants, while he plays poker with his bros, often shes alone in bed, as late nights work consist of his hoes, confronting this behavior, get’s her only shiny diamonds and a thorned rose, inside she builds with anger, infront of guest she smiles with compose, regrets sends depression to her mind, her habits changing in abru[ting flow, but he doesn’t notice, since selfish is his only goal, she ponders vengeful plans, that involves him wearing white tag on toe, no children to miss her presence, since sex he has not at home, she daydreams of his every bone, watching their wedding ta[e, wondering where wrong did it go?, she granted his every wish, and her vows has never sank below, she knows better is outside waiting, for her arrival but to divorce his answer is no, he keeps her on a legal leash, because the needed split forces him to share halving whole, it’s not about missing his companion, it’s the bond that allows him to control, after years she’s determined, to take action for once she’ll show, packing her goodbye kit, leaving planted traps behind, for the ending of his soul, in her hands she has one ticket, for the vacation she’s had on hold, swapping places now she’s first, temporarily he becomes second, mrs sweet is now mrs cold. As her flight takes off in air, the relax she craved is known. 

KEEPING HER SCORE

kEEPING HER SCORE

Normal in her relation is quickly sinking ship,

She’s Starring into the mirror wiping another bloody lip,

Wondering if this is honestly the last time she will be hit,

How many more times will she have to call in sick?

Every man that she’s ever chosen turned out to be an abusive pick,

He says that he loves her and showers her with gifts,

All these material things to justify his every hit,

The ring on her finger says that she must stay,

The kids don’t deserve her family broken away,

Her mother took the abuse so she’s thinking she should do the same,

Besides, she provoked him. It’s only right she wears the blame,

One day it will get better, for her He will change,

she’ll just buy extra makeup to conceal all of his shame,

Her friends don’t understand they’re just judging him by all her pain,

They only see his flaws but are never there after the rain,

Yes the ball is heavy but the lost girl inside her loves wearing his chains,

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