The Perfect Stranger

I used to believe that she could change, that I could write her in a different light, one that no mirror could ever portray. I used to believe she could learn from her mistakes - which she would become humble and grateful upon the many sacrifices I have made. But no. Not a gift, not a card, and not even a thank you from the bottom of her heart. Instead I’m put in the dark, I’m a stranger in the park, and I am looking for you in the playground but you don’t even know who I am. 

She told you that I’m a stranger you shouldn’t talk to, that I’m a psychopath you can’t trust, and that I am a villain that is plotting against you. But I am not. I’m your blood. And I’m here to protect you. It doesn’t matter what lies she may have told you, it doesn’t matter if you hate me for who I am, and it doesn’t matter if you think I’m a stranger. I’ll be the perfect stranger in the park, watch you play while I sit in the dark, until I know your safe I’ll listen with my heart. 

I used to believe she would bring you, that we would play in the backyard, just like a family would. But no. Instead she tore this family apart and now I’m a stranger to you. I have to be in the shadows while you grow in the light, is this really the way we treat family? No. But she won’t even change for you. Darling don’t you cry because she told you that your uncle died. There is a perfect stranger out there with your blood type and if you ever need a heart, liver, or any organ, you could have mine because I am the perfect stranger that will save your life.

Fuck you I'm going to Disney World

A lie was told, my dream was stolen, and deception on her lips as she gave him a kiss. A princess gets everything she wants as she smiles with her rotten soul. Something evil is brewing in her, the smell of poison is in the air, and he is on his way to hell. To Disney World they fly, love birds in the sky, while I wait for the lie. He should have been here by now but too many lies have been told and now he’s at Disney World. He left his sister, he left his mother, and he said fuck you I’m going to Disney World to his brother. 

The poison has set in and he believes he is humble. But we have been disowned. He left us behind, he left a path of destruction by lying, and now sister is crying. The princess is at Disney World celebrating her birthday while we are back in reality, blessedly paying the bills, while sister is visiting from the hills. My dream was Disney World but she took it like she took him for her own personal will, demanding him to go for the kill, putting the dagger in my heart. This is what drifted us apart, the princess getting between brothers, and her saying fuck you I’m going to Disney World while sister came to visit him. 

Lies were told, my family was disowned, and poison in her heart as she gave it to him. The princess got everything she ever wanted with her rotten soul. She went to Disney world with my brother in their lovers quarrel. But for all I care they can burn in hell! I don’t care that you are back in town, I don’t care if you are only here for a month, I don’t care about you! So fuck you! I’m going to Disney World without you!

Ball n Chain

Its sounds like a whole lot of arguing with some fake display of public affection. They are the lovey-dovey couple next door with matching his and her hats that somehow can’t seem to keep their hands off each other when they are in the public eye. Yet, when they are in the comfort of their own home it seems to be the opposite with plates being thrown and walls being punched. When someone asks about their so called marriage in privet, that’s when the tears come pouring out, that’s when they spit out the truth. They can’t stand each other but no one wants to admit their love story is really a sham.

Here she comes to the party with the ball n chain but everyone knows that she doesn’t really want to be tamed. She tries to throw a wild eye stare to the boy standing with the crazy hair, but every time she walks the ball rolls behind, she is stuck like glue to a man who doesn’t fulfill her. But the party goes on and she dances even though she is in chains, she can’t help it if she wants to get laid. She is the loudest one there but no one seems to care or really stare, so she grabs their attention by making a dare, she lets down her hair and dances in her underwear. 

She makes all the dogs come running out of their cage, to the center of the stage, they drool with a daze. But it’s all bark and no bite; no one has fallen for her lies. The only fool that has been fooled is her man who she has booed. This sudden dis has caused him to be pissed and with his fist he smashes her kiss. Oh everyone knows they’re headed for divorce but at the end of the party she reassured him she has remorse. And as they head out of the door everyone said “aww can we have a little more”. But to me it sounds like a whole lot of arguing with some fake display of public affection. Lovely-dovey is more like fakey-fakey.

The rollercoaster called love

I waited all day, I waited all night, weeks, months, years, even decades. I think even in previous lives I waited centuries just to get a glimpse of it. But today I only waited hours in the flustering line clustered with people waiting to ride the ride. Someone asked if the waiting was almost over, I asked if the wait was worth the ride, then I heard the ride approaching and I knew I was finally at the front of the line. People came screaming off the ride, “It’s the best I ever had!” as the ride halts before my eyes, my stomach started twisting in knots as I stepped aboard the rollercoaster called love. It began to slowly take off then it started to climb - up, up, up it went into the sky. I was up so high I thought I was going to die. Then when I thought the rollercoaster was going to come steeply speeding down, it just went straight cruising along the skyline.

I was up there with all the stars and on a summer night they are really nice but to be honest the stars weren’t as bright as they were when I watched them from below. Up and close they are dull, full of dust, covered in lust. They lost their shine, it didn’t make me want to be their mine, and they weren’t even kind. Everyone seemed to be impressed but I was distressed! The ride was more than one night and I wasn’t having fun - I just wanted to get off the ride but it wasn’t ending. The ride continued to go in a straight horizontal line, there were no twists, no thrills, no down falls, it was just a boring ride. I thought this was going to be like the movies when they go on a magic carpet ride, when the boy kisses the girl and sparks fly, when they close their eyes and hold each other’s hands because the ride is a scary bumpy life full of twists and sharp curves.

But no, this wasn’t like that. There was no magic, there were no kisses, and there was no element of surprise. The ride was socially awkward. And when it finally came to an end I cried. To have waited this long for such a disappointment, how could you not cry? I waited all day, I waited all night, weeks, months, years, even decades. And when I finally got to the front of the line and got in, and then came out, I realized I was in line to a whore house this whole time. This is love? I rather die, so this is my goodbye.

Scarlet FEVER

I woke up way too early today by accident, dawn is just breaking in, but for some reason I have this sudden urge to run. I close my eyes for a second to imagine the stars fading away as I run through the wee hours of the morning- it’s an adrenaline rush. The excitement has filled by body within seconds that I don’t even bother to put on my shoes or wear my clothes, I run out in the nude. Everything was going fine until a shadow crossed by path, now I’m burning up, weighing a thousand pounds heavier as everything spins out of control. I lost my balance, now I’m on the floor and there is a strange figure standing to the right. 

His foot is ice cold as he places his foot over my mouth so that I won’t scream- his cold foot is a relief to my burning sensation. “Don’t hurt him”, says a women’s voice in the background as she came forward into the light. Hers eyes are scarlet red as they locked on to mine- it was like I couldn’t look away. It felt like I was under hypnosis, I could hear everything, but I couldn’t move an inch of my body- I was numb. Then the morning fog rolled in and they faded into the dark as I lay in a pool of blood, their gone. 

I’m not sure what happened, I’m not sure who they were or what they were, if they were human or if they were monsters. But I have a feeling a ritual was performed and now I have this scarlet fever. Did I find love? Was it lust? It couldn’t have been because I’ve never felt this way before. But I have all these bite marks all over my body and no teeth to show for it. Suddenly I feel sick. I feel disgusted. I can’t stand it. I closed my eyes- I just want this scarlet fever to go away. I scream as loud as I could, then I realized I was just in the comfort of my own home this whole time, was I dreaming? Because dawn is still breaking in… But why is my skin broken? I have scarlet FEVER.

Oh brother how you've changed

I woke up today to find you here banging on our door, demanding why I didn’t let you in before, but excuse me I thought you didn’t live here anymore? Why do you keep coming back and asking for our help? Once your out, your out, your on your own. Don’t look back, just keep going straight forward on that path, no matter how bumpy or crazy it seems its life and sometimes that’s just the way it’s suppose to be. These are lessons in life you must learn, but when your here almost every day asking for money, childcare, or whatever the dilemma of the day is, your not learning anything. 

It’s not cool when your twenty-five, you have a child, but you have no job. Your the man, your suppose to be wearing the pants, bringing home all the cash. But instead your so far up her ass, she’s got you wrapped around her finger, and in a snap she’s got you on your knees licking the crap off her ass. Your her bitch and she’s got you on a short leash. She’s completely emasculated you, she ripped off your testicles and she has them inside her mouth, using them as the mouthpiece which she speaks from.

She castrated you, oh brother how you’ve changed. Your no longer the father, your the mother who gave birth to this daughter, and now she’s a reminder of you. I remember when we were young, you were the bigger brother, now I look down on you and pity you, what a difference five years have made. Your my brother up until the day your not my brother and I think that day is today. Take back your balls, even if she bleeds, grab them while you can and place them where they belong. Until then you are not my brother, have fun being a mother.

a cure for a poor man's heart

A poor man stumbles over a rock as he walks the streets in search for a job. He’s in aching pain, he has a disease that’s rotting his core, his mouth is full of nerves that have been exposed. It is a horrific situation, for he could die if he doesn’t find a way to pay for the cure, but being poor is why poverty has taken its tolls. All day he walked the streets looking for a job but his pronunciation wasn’t as good as the occupation he was applying to and he didn’t get the job. He dreads to go home without finding a job because he knew you would be angry if he didn’t bring home a little cash, but there he goes. 

 

He walks into the mansion you live in with a tear in his eye, but you’re not the kind of person to be sympathetic over this kind of situation, and you raise your voice about the bills getting paid. It doesn’t take you long until you ask his family for money but a poor man has an even poorer family. You can put on your sad face, you can cry out your eyes all you want, and you can say it’s for the cure but you don’t fool me one bit. If you love him so much you would pay for the cure yourself, it’s a small price for a life time of love, but you’re not in love, you’re in lust, and you prove it everyday. All you care about is yourself; you’re a selfish, narcissistic, egotistical bitch. 

You want his family to pay but I got your cure right here; sell your new car, sell your new washer, sell your big screen TV, sell your expensive toothbrushes, sell everything! Don’t be afraid to leave your new house to live under a bridge, don’t be afraid to go from eating at restaurants to eating out of dumpsters, and don’t be afraid to give up your life to save a life you love. It’s for a cure for a poor man’s heart but you don’t deserve his heart. And that’s why you don’t have a ring around your finger because you can’t handle the for better or for worst part of a marriage. You say it’s a do or die situation but he’s still rotting inside while you sit on your porcelain throne.