Forgiven

Forgiveness can save people from pain. But not everything is meant to be forgiven.

I’ll kill myself before anyone else can lift a finger

Thoughts of my pain still linger, but I’ll be the bringer of my own demise

This world runs on a fresh supply of blood

Corpses, dead and buried, have been betrayed in the mud you grow your berries from

You b******s won’t kill me because that’s already been done

You won’t kill my family, those I’m close with, the people I know, because they're already dead my friend

I’m a true shadow of my life’s battle, I’ve bleeding out and I can’t hold the reins of this horse right

I’ve babbled with the gunmen to try and stay in the saddle

And not under the hoofs of haters who want me slaughtered like cattle

So try end my misery if you wish, try to take me down too

Because a torture-filled future looks infinitely blue

I frown on your s****y methods, it’s really pathetic acting like you can hurt a man that’s lost it all

Remember it, the feeling I gave you when you looked into my eyes

I’ll have my eyes at your back from beyond the grave, behind the blaze of bodies you left behind

And in the haze, you’ll have to deal with this unforgiving soul of mine

That’s the aura of feeling I give to those I despise

Just as soon as the sun will rise tomorrow, I’ll be the one who dies to end their sorrow

The ones you left nothing

Cutting through your lies like French fries I’m Zorro

Even if your fibs are truths in their eyes, I’d rather be blind than have to see s**t your way

And the sorrow is going to end tomorrow, that’s what I told them, I was wrong

But I’ll borrow a better world for all the people I lost if tomorrow never comes

Cracked out my rhymes and lines from behind the angry, grinding, mechanical gears in my mind I’m still too blind, too kind to give up

People remind me to shut up, but if I don’t say anything I’ll be silently crushed

No choice but to be rushed to my death or a happy ever after, another breath or my last disaster

I’m too stupid, too desensitized from the scars of your past lies to say enough is enough, so give it to me rough, I can handle any of your snuff it’s no different than the people before you

Even if I have to throw up all the s**t I had to swallow to protect them, the ones you hurt

I will force you to respect them, I will never desert them

I was laughed at behind my back for being too weak to protect those I risked everything for, so I make sure to show spine

Forced to become hard as bone my hearts a stone that will never be yours to own

Happiness was once mine

I had a family, friends, a good reputation, intelligence, talent, good health, and a good life

Now that’s gone

But while people whine about their problems I only live to fix mine

I decline to be defeated by the people who assaulted and beated the only ones who treated me with respect

They pleaded for humanity, you gave them insanity, laced with profanity, it didn’t have to be like that

You made it that way

I know you’re mad but you better stay seated because bigoted b******s like you might as well stay plastered in the pastures you razed to the ground

Eat it, the homegrown fact that you’re only hungry because you killed the farmers who gave you animals a helping hand

These grasses were meant to be shared by people that cared for each other, the way things faired continually makes me shudder

I wonder if you selfish asses ever wondered what would happen if someone opposed you and admitted they weren’t meant to be owned by you

I loaned myself to a better world and you destroyed it, now I have no purpose

S**t I’m tired of being stoned by you, thrown into dungeons where you do your sick experiments and thrill your dicks when you jack off to torture

I’m sick of it even if you’re sure it’s ok

So no more killing those poor souls and when I think of the bodies and gore it’s too much and my heads sore and my conscience and ability to fear, stop the anger or feel happy isn’t there anymore

You made me less than human, changed me into a monster, a machine

But somehow I'll still redeem myself by helping the ones you broke

Afterwards, I can finally burn up in the fires of your hate, die, and go up in smoke

And people can joke about how it took just one bullet to make me cry, put me down to size

But when you put yourselves above others, like you deserve every little prize, I’m not sure you can even realize you’re alive

I used to like you before the pain of your prejudice hit me like a train drove me out of my lane, made an accident out of my brain, smashed my skull in driving me insane while you were to blame, maiming the ones praying for you in the backseat

I’m an agnostic, but I still know gods would not want this to be true, my fellow man

Zooming in on every little mistake breaking me slowly for hate and reasons so fake that I don’t know why you stake everything on destroying someone who would have done that to himself

I see old me putting his past thoughts up on the shelf and when things go south you won’t hear complaints from his mouth because that man is dead.

I don’t stand tall so I can’t reach what could have been, with what I’ve been given I feel I’ll never win

I’ll eventually be broken in by time and the idea that this is ok, that everything said about someone must be true, that you don’t have to get to know a person to truly know them

But if you want to go and care about my opinion, I never hurt anyone, but that doesn’t matter to people, they will believe what fits their beliefs

The last thing I want is for you to flaunt your gauntlet of bullshit lies swatting people I loved like flies there are tears in my eyes but I can no longer cry because the time for weakness is over

For people who talk, the truth is never enough

I don’t want to be crushed like a four leaf clover all over again, but I’m all out of luck

Don’t know why you didn’t just pass me by and leave me be, but I’m not about get fried under the heat of your oppression

Let me teach you a lesson if you accepted that human regression into beasts isn’t the best profession

You’d gain what you wanted without crushing others

If you experienced a tenth of what I had you would have given up and cried

You could never handle the perpetual belief in minute time lies that fly by at the speed of many, many mouths

And that isn’t even a fraction of what they felt

So smelt another weapon to bash the heads in of us insects infesting your house

I don’t think people can be forgiven if they haven’t realized that they’ve done something wrong

But the lies will become my reality, and it won’t be long before I am fatally swatted so you can sleep in a home with only humans just like you, and any trace of what is or isn’t fair will be gone

Author's Note

Some things can't be forgiven, no matter how hard we try. Sometimes it's best not to forget.

I very seldom reply to reviews, but I promise I read EVERY single one. I look forward to my next review, because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be ecstatic to have the chance to hear what you have to say. Whenever you write something about my poems, or the themes of my poems, or criticize me it is not in vain. I will listen, learn and be thankful.

Reviews

[Jackie]

Really blown away by the way you write. And not just the way you write bit also as i eead each lime i feel the anger and disappointment and disgust. You show so much heart in your pieces. And my friend you are a true human. For feeling and expressing to so many out there such as my self..keep it up sinister:-)

[wordman]

damn,some things can never be forgiven
you illustrated it well