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Life’s A Bitch: The Demons Takeover

Life's A Bitch

Source: Noirfifre

I felt you crept closer and closer like Fred Krueger in my childhood memories.

You know that type of creep, a slow motion one which does not pretend but work towards ending you.

Well, this darkness I watched from a distant.

I thought I saw you gather power to hit me full on but you sent teasing doses of infliction.

As each darts of despair played jump rope with me, I laughed in part rage and part nervousness.

“What should I do,” I heard myself say.

“I have no idea,” I heard a voice replied.

I belched out screams of anguish as my heart sob, begging the blues to fly away.

Blackness leave me be, stop your slow motion and just come once and for all.

Hurl with all your might for one mighty blow, whatever happens let it happen.

“Que sera sera,” ya di da.


Angry Words


 Why  are they so easy to say when I am angry?
At the time when dark emotions overrides all sense of reason.
Why are they quick to form sentences, even paragraphs, aiming for destruction.
I see it!
The heart stops for a few seconds, so swift the brain stutters in confusion,
In fast motion, the heart transports the feelings (true one) to the brain, the brain translates it to the mouth and BAM!
The recipient’s eyes widen in shock.
“Did she just say that.”
So I ask, are we most honest when we are angry?

Could it be that anger brings out the truth through that dark tunnel?
Wait! Why  should the tunnel (the throat) be dark if it brings out honest emotion.

I shrug, I just do not know.

See how the mind just cannot fathom that dramatic equation.
Ah, remember the phrase “the truth hurts.”
It aptly describes the words pouring like lava out of that volcano.
What  looks like  insults to the receiving end could be the honest  outlook from the deviant  on the kick side.
The next time you hear an angry soul-stirring lava, consider these angry words as the words he/she always had bubbling under the surface awaiting the day, you would provoke them to erupt.