It's not me, It's you

My skin, my shirt, my skirt, my shoes
“Your begging them to look at you”
My hair, My ass, My mouth, My tongue
“It’s harmless, he’s just having fun”
My work, my street, my apartment
“You should take it as a compliment”
I’m scared, I’m angry, I’m anxious, I’m sad
“Oh stop whining it’s not that bad”
Refuse abuse, Detail the damage
“Go in the kitchen and make me a sandwich”
Fighting back, Taking a stand
“She just needs to get a man”
Target, Victim, Battered, Dead
“She probably shouldn’t have worn red”

In the Lurch

Don’t shame the mouth that speaks
All they have simmered in
Now pushed into release
By a furious roiling din

Don’t mock the tears that fall
From eyes assailed with hatred
Lives covered in a pall
After power was made sacred

Don’t brush away the feeling
That something is awry
A choice once thought appealing
Could soon find you asking why

The crawling in your stomach
You felt from time to time
May cause the high to plummet
Leaving you with quite the climb

My Own Hand

These sour feelings
hatch from me
This bitter mood
claws itself free
Until the ugly
germinates
Until the yowling
emanates
It's not so hard for me
you see
But still this anger
seeps from me
It could be days
until I'm clear
The aggravation
draws me near
Some form of stunted
ambling grief
This deep dark place
feels like relief
So I attack
before it can
And take the blows
from my own hand

Betrayal

Undaunted I stare at you
try not to glare at you
Hoping my look is conveying enough

Your story jumps here to there
Alibi in disrepair
knowing full well I am poised to rebuff

You've underestimated
Just why I've hesitated
Let you exhaust your most fraudulent tongue

Despite what you've spoken
The bond is now broken
Of all of the words you've said I believe none

Fragmented

I'm not used to this,
the feeling of an open wound
hemorrhaging and yearning for unguent calm
The feeling of a mannequin left naked in a main street window
The sagging wallpaper threatening to fall and expose my scribbles of madness
to a room full of prim and pomp
The heat leaves me writhing my clothes
The anxiety no longer needs this costume
The stray hair loosened from my meticulous bun,
savagely hanging, mocking
My sweet smile and tight neck challenge one another
The spreading pink hue of realization
emblazoned on my neck and chest
The betrayal of it all sinks deep inside

"Is anyone else warm?" has various meanings right now

'Can anyone else admit that playing a role for the sake of being liked and accepted is absolute fuckery and an abhorrent deviation of human nature?'
The wallpaper holds much more effectively then my tongue despite it's age, and mine.
I slip, I expose to them a true taste of who I really am.

The gasps are amusing, the sudden exodus a hilarity. The remaining solitude is golden.

Just the evening shadows and I, the way the universe intended.

This will be it(I must vent just this once)

I am sick of politics, I am sick of one side being full of people who don't seem to give a shit about anyone but themselves and whoever throws obscene amounts of money at them. I am Sick of the other party constantly saying look how evil they are and how much they suck. I'm also sick of people piling on the president who seems to be the only person in this situation right now that has any sense and respect. I want to be a good citizen and read and get all the info but unless I read it from 15 different sources and compare notes I'm fucked cause I only got 1/16th of the story. This fucking sucks people, it sucks so much that even the smart folks can't keep up with all this bullshit. Then there are all the people that have been so brainwashed by the fakest fuckin media ever that they are fighting their own interests!! We should not be in a country where a propaganda machine works this well. we should not be in a country where when people beg for help people yell back get a job. We shouldn't be in a country where people's contrived paranoia resembles The Holocaust in there minds. Are you fucking kidding me. Can't we just put a couple of them in a concentration camp and see if they think it's the same? They right looney's offered to get waterboarded why don't they start up a "fake" concentration camp to show them what it's really like. And all those whitey's whining that they are now oppressed, just like the black people were, under Obama? Give the black people their reparations in the form of plantations and white slaves and let them have just a week where they can treat the white folks like they were. Let's kick all the white kids out of the good schools and make them go to school in the bad neighborhoods. They have no fucking conceptions about what they are talking about. Give me a fuckin break people. You are disgusting and horrible people, YOU are the ones ruining the country with your need to be worse off then the people you wouldn't throw a penny too from your car window. You can't get a riding mower? They can't get shoes, food, medical care, shelter, protection from violent crime so FUCK YOU, I don't give a shit about your strife. Guess what people the giant fat hog that we have been living off of for so many years is dead, the scraps are gone, the bones are clean and the marrow has been sucked out. We are fucked. So now you want to blame someone and Obama seems like the guy for the job. Read just one article, just one. Do you really believe that Obama spent all that money just since he got here? Do you really think that he made the stock market crash somehow through his acorn connections just to make Bush look bad? Did he give the first bailout through Bush via mind control? I bet you Glenn Beck has proclaimed at least one of these theories (if not all) as truth. Stop getting your information from lunatics and assholes only. They are LIARS!!!!! LIARS!!!! Give me my motherfucking country back, get a heart, and stick your fucking teabag in someone else's face because there is proof out there that everyone of your crackpot theories is not only wrong but magnanimously idiotic. Also, those of you that want to tell people to drop Bush because that was the past? We will still be fixing his mistakes when my grandchildren's grandchildren have grandchildren so fuck you too.