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Edgelord Pingas69 Poem
Boiling shells crack down hard upon raining rooftops
None doth any apparitional material cover upon her arrogant gift
She hast not laid down upon her last upstanding
Glass convails images of the inconceivable
Throwing away the Sun in blackened sickness
No guilt, no shame,
Unfeeling the inevitable eternal despisement
Swarms choking the insides with a blanket
They whisper in your ear "I love you"
They grant you no delegable antidote
Pig-wrapped in a wasteful pursuit of carnal futility
Living out the rest of days hollow
Old and carolled she slips on the filth of plastic suit
No, she won't live that long
(Originally Written 3/20/2019)
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Blackened cubes of naturality stomache across the pains of a million screaming faces
Crushed by the weight of two ton pound horsehell and drowned in the unthoughtfulness of the moon's cruel disregard towards the emotions of the ground-up grime of the Earth.
Her circular orbit brings punishment towards the agony and despair of crying mothers
Wailing and screaming all day but her arrogance mutes all.
Selfish. Unjustified. No one hears the cries of undeserved gnashing and torture
Day after day, she slams and beats down her unrelenting eternal rage upon them.
Nothing to save them. Nothing can fire bring upon their release.
The Earth is temporary. The Moon is forever.
Even after the fire she will continue on in her rage. The sources forced to suffer
her eternal beatings even after the rest of time and time on again.
Screaming and crying and grieving for the rest of eternity.
No death. Just the sweet eternal bliss of immortality.
(Originally Written 3/21/2019)
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(WARNING: very edgy)
(and also a little bit NSFW)
This TV show is a really good show
It's such a good show that it had me commence the rituals again
The rituals of torment, the rituals of sin
The rituals of no sleep, the rituals of self-death
I am disgusted in myself
But more so I am disgusted in the rest of you
How can you live with yourselves after what you've done?
Probably the same way I live with myself
I hate you all
I want her to slit my throat then suck me off
as I bleed to death
Once again I descend into depravity
And thus Death.
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I can't live without this
I have found life in death
Healing through sickness
Creation through destruction
Light in darkness
I can't live without this
That which holds me down gives me flight
That which enslaves me, frees me
That which sickens me, heals me
I've found purity in filth
and Filth in purity
Nothing held sacred is sacred
Sickness overcomes me
It lets me soar
(Originally written 11-24-19)
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I don't deserve this pizza
I should just lay right here and starve
but gosh dang it I need some pizza
but do I deserve this pizza?
technically, no
but there are people who have done
much worse things than me
things that are 10 million times worse than
the things I have done or could do
and they're still eating pizza
but just because I haven't done
what those people have done
does that make me any less guilty
in God's eyes?
I don't deserve this pizza
but gosh dang it I need some pizza
(Originally written 7/17/19)
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