Ryan Woods
"Bully"
Criticism has become a way of life for you
As much a necessity as the air that you breathe
And the food that passes your acidic lips
Sliding down that throat
That would prefer to gag and choke
On a compliment, rather than spit it out
Passing by the empty chamber where perhaps
You once had a heart...
As much a necessity as the air that you breathe
And the food that passes your acidic lips
Sliding down that throat
That would prefer to gag and choke
On a compliment, rather than spit it out
Passing by the empty chamber where perhaps
You once had a heart...
When did you become an expert on every subject?
And every topic?
Narrow minded, and hypocritical
Your views are more myopic
Than Mr Magoo in the dead of night
Your words of malice...bite
Into me like a chainsaw chewing chunks
From a tree
That just wants to mind its own business
And be
But that's never been your way
That's never been your style
Always willing to go that extra mile
If it meant you could inflict one more bruise
One more scar
Always happy to hold the door ajar...
So you could slam it in the face
Of the next person who comes along
Pain is your poetry...
Suffering is your song
You chip away at my ego
Like a sculptor in reverse
Un-creating my creation
Un-writing my verse
It was never your intention
To simply leave me be
Brutality for all
That was your decree
So instead I soak up your dirt
Like a sponge or a rag
And I wring out the hurt
While you boast and you brag
All your words, all your gestures
I inhale the obscene
And I filter it through
Like a dialysis machine
I take all your crap
Every slap, every slur
Misery is your currency
You simply don't care
About the pain you inflict
Or the hate you incite
You're more grotesque than any monster
That ever stalked through the night
You spit out insults like thunderbolts
Never one to be placid
Your face contorted
As if each one left a bitter taste in your mouth
Like battery acid
Your tongue blistering with each shot of vitriol
That you regurgitate from within
Still fighting a war
That you simply can't win
Because hate is an engine
That must have its fuel
You're a jester, a thug, an incompetent fool
You flood the world with animosity,
Turn our smiles upside down
But at the end of the day
You're the one who will drown
Violence is a vagina to you,
A way to get off
You rape with your words and your fists
For you enough, is never enough
Were you dropped on your morals
At your moment of birth
Remember...blessed are the meek
For they shall inherit the earth
While you and your cronies,
You trolls and you phonies
Crawl back under your rocks
Into the bottomless abyss
And wait like cancer for another chance to strike
With a hiss
Like a rattlesnake startled
Or a steel jawed bear trap
We've had all we can take of your meaningless crap
So stay down there in the dark
Because that's where you belong
This is our story...
This is our song.
And every topic?
Narrow minded, and hypocritical
Your views are more myopic
Than Mr Magoo in the dead of night
Your words of malice...bite
Into me like a chainsaw chewing chunks
From a tree
That just wants to mind its own business
And be
But that's never been your way
That's never been your style
Always willing to go that extra mile
If it meant you could inflict one more bruise
One more scar
Always happy to hold the door ajar...
So you could slam it in the face
Of the next person who comes along
Pain is your poetry...
Suffering is your song
You chip away at my ego
Like a sculptor in reverse
Un-creating my creation
Un-writing my verse
It was never your intention
To simply leave me be
Brutality for all
That was your decree
So instead I soak up your dirt
Like a sponge or a rag
And I wring out the hurt
While you boast and you brag
All your words, all your gestures
I inhale the obscene
And I filter it through
Like a dialysis machine
I take all your crap
Every slap, every slur
Misery is your currency
You simply don't care
About the pain you inflict
Or the hate you incite
You're more grotesque than any monster
That ever stalked through the night
You spit out insults like thunderbolts
Never one to be placid
Your face contorted
As if each one left a bitter taste in your mouth
Like battery acid
Your tongue blistering with each shot of vitriol
That you regurgitate from within
Still fighting a war
That you simply can't win
Because hate is an engine
That must have its fuel
You're a jester, a thug, an incompetent fool
You flood the world with animosity,
Turn our smiles upside down
But at the end of the day
You're the one who will drown
Violence is a vagina to you,
A way to get off
You rape with your words and your fists
For you enough, is never enough
Were you dropped on your morals
At your moment of birth
Remember...blessed are the meek
For they shall inherit the earth
While you and your cronies,
You trolls and you phonies
Crawl back under your rocks
Into the bottomless abyss
And wait like cancer for another chance to strike
With a hiss
Like a rattlesnake startled
Or a steel jawed bear trap
We've had all we can take of your meaningless crap
So stay down there in the dark
Because that's where you belong
This is our story...
This is our song.
Copyright Ryan Woods 28/02/2016
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