It's too late for an apology,
So bitch please,
Bitch leave,
You're a bitch I don't need,
I've got others to hold me down,
I've got others to hold me now,
Because, you couldn't resist temptation,
Emotional bruises and lacerations,
Your aggravation,
Wasn't an exaggeration,
I should have remembered your reputation,
I should have known from the start,
That you would break my heart,
That you would tear my soul apart,
Now my heart's becoming ice,
No more fire in my life,
No more thoughts of having a wife,
Just getting in bed with whatever girl I like,
Living like this is nice,
Breaking hearts,
And I don't think twice,
I just don't care,
Don't expect me to apologize...

Ouch. This reminds me of "My Black Dahlia" (I believe it is) by Hollywood Undead. I don't know if it was written for fun or seriously, but one evil shouldn't be turned into a series of evil on others. =P I could see having an "I don't care" attitude like that and telling a person off who tried to come back after losing their loyalty, though, definitely. At least for every person that turns someone's heart into ice, there's another person who can bring the fire back into their life (eventually).

Saarai, you're pretty good at these! It seems like I'm always finding something of yours to read, and they're interesting and different too.

I put a lot of time,
Into each and every line,
Each and every rhyme,
Making them unique,
So you know they're mine,
You'll never find,
A man harder,
Bring anybody,
And it'll be lyrical manslaughter,
I'm not here to boost my ego,
But we know,
That the radio has more craps than Vegas casinos,
I've tried to be patient,
But I'm tired of waiting,
For them to see me,
And for executives to one night G me,
The music industry is sleazy,
They want this,
They want that,
They only want you if you rap about crack,
Or all the hos you slap,
Or if you have a new dance,
Or if you wear bright tight pants,
Now it's time for the real musicians to fight back,
Take your life back,
Punks,
Goths,
Anyone that listens to hip-hop,
Anyone that listens to rock,
Don't them turn what we love into pop,
Do this for Grandmaster Flash,
Freddy Mercury,
Axel and Slash,
People will tell you to conform,
You just tell them to kiss your ass.

I would rather believe private ears,
And private eyes,
Then listen to any more of your lies,
I’ll say goodbye,
Because you never had my side,
You were quick to listen to what others say,
Told me to go,
So I went away,
I decided not to stay,
With such a heartless bitch,
The wickedest witch,
With the most venomous kiss,
That I will not miss,
You say it’s my fault,
That we don’t talk,
We don’t hug,
But you’re the one who told me to walk,
I’ve tried my hardest,
To get a new life started,
But I keep thinking of me and you,
But I get disgusted at the thought of me and you,
How can you live with being you?
Your heart must be so cold,
So froze,
Like your soul,
I’ve learned my lesson,
All that glitters is not gold.

Do you have to leave so soon?
Well, I’ll see you later,
I love you too,
Do you really need to know how much I do?
You make me feel like I float,
It’s like we’re lovers on the moon,
You’re the Lois Lane,
To my Clark Kent,
You fix everything when my heart’s bent,
The Sam to my Dean,
The thing that helps me dream,
The woman who helps me with my schemes,
You don’t say a thing,
You just bring,
All that I need,
If women like you could grow on trees,
I’d horde as the seeds,
Or would be nuts?
I mean, am I nuts,
To say that I’m in love?
Maybe I am,
But I don’t care,
Just so long as I’m your man,
I’ll hold your hands,
I’ll give you the respect that you demand,
I’ll never give you a command,
I don’t need to,
I only need you,
And I hope you only need me too.

Very nice. You are a talented writer, that piece of work was very well done. :]

Hostile,
We gotta get,
Punk rock gods and goddesses,
Hip-hop lovers,
Grab your sisters and your brothers,
Meet me under,
The banner of good music,
It doesn’t all have to be hood music,
You don’t have to be this,
Or that to do it,
Just get down with the movement,
So long as this music has life,
We can unite,
And you don’t have to fight,
This is all about peace, love,
And unity,
An immunity,
To the hate the haters are spewing,
Against what us players are doing,
I can try,
To open eyes,
To encourage a new age,
Of rockers and hip-hoppers,
All at the same concert,
Some say that dream might be bonkers,
I don’t care,
Say what you want,
Let your growth stunt,
You can remain the runt.

I was feeling weird and like a storyteller. So I decided I'd tell a bit of a story the only way I knew how. Through song and poetry. This one is from the viewpoint of a tormented man who goes on from wanting to eat people to actually doing the deed. From there he becomes a serial killer, not confining himself to just one city or state. He moves on to the rest of the world.

I cease,
To seek peace,
I’ve turned into a beast,
Who needs,
Human beef,
Between my teeth,
I drink,
Blood by the liter,
I see a girl,
I want to eat her,
Literally,
What’s wrong with me,
What’s going on with me,
I’m turning into Lector,
I can’t resist the taste of this crimson nectar,
Should I bite her arm, neck or,
Her chest,
Devour her flesh,
Devour her breasts,
Until there is nothing left,
I want to be normal,
I try to resist but it's not workin',
Violent images,
Have got me lurking,
In the alleys,
Of South Central,
And the valley,
North and south Cali,
All across the Midwest,
To the north east,
Searching the states for meat,
I’m going to head overseas,
Where I’ll find a London tart,
And I’ll eat her heart,
That’s just a start,
I can’t wait ‘till after dark,
That’s when the fun really begins,
Don’t let the children out after ten,
Because I’ll probably find them all alone,
And follow them to your home,
Then I’ll slaughter the women and men,
Bathe in the blood to wash away my sins,
Leave before the sun rises again..

Morbidly enlightening, I like it~

Why thank you. :D

What exactly was your inspiration for the specific topic of cannibalism? I'm just curious. o3o

There was something about dealing with the urge to eat other Human beings that made me think. How would someone deal with it? How would they go about doing it in our day and age?

You’re just another notch,
Just another bullet,
So another one to be shot,
I am not,
One to try to stop,
I do this shit a lot,
I watch,
Bodies rot,
While listening to hip-hop,
And of course some rock,
Tech N9ne and Slipknot,
I guess the music is my influence,
To do this,
To shoot this,
Uzi,
To watch a body oozing,
Quick to turn a city street into an Old West shootout,
Move along,
Or get moved on when my troops move out,
Mobilizing like Autobots and Decepticons,
We’re all giants,
So your world is what we’re stepping on,
Splintering more cells than Third Echelon,
I’ve got a bullet for each and everyone,
Every mother, every daughter,
Every father, every son,
This is all an exaggeration,
Nothing more than poetic madness,
A way for me to come to grips with my sadness.

Beauty and grace,
Painted on your face,
Because you are,
A work of art,
You stop my heart,
Or sometimes it’ll skip a beat,
Or I feel them increase,
But only when I know you are near,
You’re what I hold dear,
Even if I’m not sure what to call this,
I’m not really sure what love is,
But I think I love this,
Just talking,
Just walking,
Love is where I’m falling,
I feel it,
I can’t shake it,
Tell me what to do,
I’m always complaisant.

Interesting poem, if I may ask a question after reading this?
Love is a funny thing, many people like to think love is purely just a feeling or categorize it as a single absolute. how do you look at love?

Me? I'm not really sure. I don't think I can really describe it. Though I'm sure some other people might have some good ideas. I just think that it exists, but you can't really point out 99% of the time.

Not sure exactly where my head was when I wrote this. But here it goes.
_____________________________________________________________________________________

There are many things that a man will do,
For a woman like you,
So pure,
So true,
No more,
I’m through,
With love,
With you,
Work,
I can’t make it,
I present myself the facts,
But can’t take it,
Go away,
Make this
I’m kneeling
I’m shaking,
Sweating,
In my bathtub,
Naked,
Thinking of her fragrance,
I can taste it,
She’s close,
She’s near,
She’s here,
She’s where?
I fear,
I’ve become obsessed,
With a woman unlike the rest.

All I have is nice dreams,
Of being on movie screens,
Making my fans scream,
When they see me,
Walking down the street,
When they see me on stage,
Spitting that new heat,
When I’m in the house writing new bars,
I already feel like I have a star,
Next to MJ’s on Hollywood Boulevard,
I like to dream big,
I don’t want to be small,
I like to dream this,
Otherwise I wouldn’t dream at all,
Some give up before they start,
Their lights go dark,
They lose their spark,
They cease to seek their dreams,
And they become nightmares,
They cease to move forward,
So they remain right there,
That’ll never be me,
I’ll be light years,
Ahead of my peers,
Lifting the spirits,
Of the children of that hear this,
Reach for the skies,
Don’t fear it,
Don’t let them tell you that you can’t do it,
Because nine times out of ten,
They had a dream and they blew it.

I’m tired of this shit,
I know the risk,
When I slit my wrists,
I just hope that I,
Will be missed,
The pain inside of me,
Will persist,
If I don’t do this,
I can feel it,
But I can’t shake it,
Away,
I’ll take it,
Take my last breath,
My final step,
Nothing to live for,
There’s nothing left,
This pain deep inside my chest,
Won’t let me be,
It won’t let me rest,
I’m so fuckin’ stressed,
I need less,
Of these whores and liars,
Modern day vampires,
They conspire,
To take away your desire,
For a power that’s higher,
Lord forgive me for this sin,
This knife to my skin,
This empty bottle of gin,
It’ll all be good in the end,
Have mercy on my soul,
Have mercy on my kin,
They don’t know where I’m going,
They don’t know where I’ve been,
It’s not hard to tell,
I’ve been to hell,
This is my goodbye,
This is my farewell,
From this empty shell,
That we call life,
I can end it with a bullet,
I can end it with a knife,
Go where I belong,
You think that’s wrong,
But, when I’m gone,
They’ll sing along,
To my song.

I can definitely feel the emotion here, we've all felt this way before and it's a really well expressed piece we can all empathize with.