A Story

So shout for the loss!

Just say f**k it.

You never needed anything.

So why the f**k would it be like this.

It’s not enough to be tattered and torn like this.

It’s like seeing the b******s f**k around with everyone you ever loved!

I’m just honest, hurt and f*****g enraged!

 

But nothing should get me this bad.

It burns itself until it’s f*****g stuck in my head.

All the s**t I’ve never apologized for.

And all the s**t I have done.

 

Just looking out and seeing what the suburb holds for me.

All the f*****g soccer moms showering themselves in so many French fries and so much ketchup that even their fat husbands can’t keep up!

Seeing what this f*****g world has become!

 

“You’re supposed to be proud to be Danish?”

What if I don’t want to?!

 

But then again..

I never wanted to be born…

Even though I had a good childhood..

I CAN’T F*****G REMEMBER IT!!!

 

It’s leading me towards the assumption of my mother never wanting me..

My grandparents hating me..

Same goes for the aunts..

 

I never tell them anything anymore..

 

I remember my grandmother crying one day when I came home from school..

“Sit down and talk to me! That’s what I wish you could just do!”

I stared right into her eyes and said..

“There’s nothing to talk about”

I went upstairs to my room..

I let the knife touch my wrists..

I let it open the skin..

And then she walked in..

I saw her heart break..

And I just sat there..

I kept on thinking that I was the only one who was a victim…

 

But then again..

How the f**k could I ever be a victim..

I’ve always been victimizing myself instead of seeing who I made victims..

Victims of my senseless bullshit..

 

And with that confession..

I’ll leave you to rest peacefully..

 

And I bid you a good night.

 Best regards

Palle J. Pallesen

Reviews

[Dayran]

Coming home and realizing the content of relationships can be staggering. Its possible to be too hard on oneself because its new....let it settle down a bit....direct yourself clearly to the issues. An anger or pleasure leads very specifically to one event or person, not the whole world.

[Morrigan Nicole]

An absolutely aggressive story, written in a unique style, I can honestly say I definitely relate to this, especially nowadays.

[Coyote Poetry]

"But then again..
How the f**k could I ever be a victim..
I’ve always been victimizing myself instead of seeing who I made victims..
Victims of my senseless bullshit.."
When we learn we control our emotion and thoughts. We had learn wisdom. I like the flow of thoughts and the strong ending to the story. Life teaches us. We are responsible for our messes or successes. Thank you for the excellent story.
Coyote

[Michael X]

wow, this poem really takes hold with its vulgar sense of reprieve, a raging
understanding that reflects an inner turmoil come to surface, awesome job