Thread: The Flavors of Anguish (obscene language)

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What’s this?
The sweet aroma of anguish?
Ahh, I can already taste it!
But what’s in this little pot here?
Oh ho ho!
The mother lost to drugs?
And the beating father!
He he he!
So succulent.
But wait…
There’s more?
Bullied at school?!
Can’t even find love at school?
Ha ha ha!
What about that boy over there?
Surely he can give you what you want.
He used you and left?
It’s because you couldn’t give to him.
Learned from your mistakes?
Maybe you can do better.
Try with this man.
Took your virginity and left?
It’s all your fault.
It’s because you weren’t good enough.
Why don’t you try again?
What?
He left you too.
Serves you right you worthless slut!
Don’t you ever learn?
You don’t deserve another chance.
But this man is willing to give you one.
Don’t mess up now!
You little b*tch!
You worthless ho!
You piece of trash!
Can’t you ever get it right?
Look at you.
Getting passed around.
Just like the whore you are.
Those men tried to fill the gap.
They really did.
But it was you.
You couldn’t make them happy.
You couldn’t do anything right!
Do you think you deserve them?
Look here!
Heroine?
Ecstasy?
Your two best friends?
Pfft, ha ha ha!
You really are worthless.
More men more drugs.
You will never be filled!
Yes!
Pick it up!
Pick up steal!
Yes!!
Cuts, cuts, cuts!!!
Oh, more, more, more!
Maybe passing yourself around can help!
No?
More drugs!
More sex!
Still empty?
You selfish whore.
You worthless b*tch!
Don’t you ever think of anyone else?
Oh ho ho.
Is that a gun?
Pull it!
Pull that trigger!
Pull it!!
Pull it!!!
Yes!!!
Mmm.
So delicious.
So fulfilling.
Ha ha ha!
In the end you were still empty.
You couldn’t fulfill your needs.
He he h—
What’s this?
A new scent?
More anguish?
Bon achat my dear!
There is soup yet to make.

Wow, um.... do you happen to know my EX Girlfriend? No, but seriously. Good work, you spoke my mind for me.

Originally Posted by Unseen

Good work, you spoke my mind for me.

Hmm, I may have stumbled upon a villain that makes people commit suicide.

It may just be my love for them, but I think stanzas could make this a stronger piece.

Originally Posted by Damien.

It may just be my love for them, but I think stanzas could make this a stronger piece.

Yes, I see what you mean. But not all of it works...I'll try anyway.

The punctuation at the end of every line stunts my reading. A distinct overuse.

Originally Posted by WhitakerRStanton

The punctuation at the end of every line stunts my reading. A distinct overuse.

When I see a really long poem, I tend to read it like it was an article or book. So I just assumed everyone else would read it without rhythm, my bad.