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Manda Martinez Poem
She portrays me to be selfish
but I think she's just helpless
and I feel so foolish
for letting her make me feel so selfless
and this insanity will consist until I dismiss and resist
giving into this repetitive mess
And as I proceed
indeed I feel naive
to know I would repeat this same routine
from sixteen to eighteen
but it's such a relief
to be able to release
this disease
that was in my skin
and made me weak at my knees
and I'm pretty sure anyone in their right mind would agree
So now when she tells our story
she forgets to say
all the things she ever did
to make me behave this way
and as she lies awake
shattered by the idea of what we became
what she couldn't contain
yet she's real quick to complain
I can't even begin to explain
why it was so hard to escape
why I always remained
I believed I was addicted to her
like a coke head is addicted to cocaine
Discouraged by the possible pain
but I've learned
pain is the consequence of
happiness
it took longer than it should have to realize
I can't be having this
consistent irrational madness
she's still convinced I planned this
just because I revolted
and flipped the axis on our atlas
dropping acid
just to paint a clearer picture on the canvas
Copyright © Manda Martinez | Year Posted 2014
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Manda Martinez Poem
My super power is to control time
I like to think this in my mind
although it can never be stopped
take a hit of this dank **ed
and remember **it that you forgot
I can hear the clock
as it ticks and it tocks
away the building blocks
on the steps towards success
i climbed to reach the top
enlightenment to me is determining whether my thoughts
are aligned and centered
on going for the gold to making my life better
because
gold is another objective of life
to making things right
the truth is told at night
when you cant see the that sneaky serpent creeping
up behind
as eve takes a bite
of that forbidden fruit
going against everything she was told to do
the third eye in the sky will always find you
and now we are facing a lifetime punishment
with a bunch of greedy republicans
making worldwide decisions for our government
we are in for destruction of doom
society never lets us bloom
we are consumed
after being cut at the stem
factorizing us all into identical copies
to turn out just like them
we are all copies of the past generation
placed in a half ***ed congregation
of unfair stratification
loss of all human to human communication
we have been blinded by these walls
only to be set up to be watched as we fall
they don't want us to see exactly
what is in store for tomorrow
and where we fall
is exactly the placement we were supposed to follow
the minds of the general people are hollow
their pride they are taught to swallow
although
they are never taught to rebel
discouraged by the idea that sin leads
to the road of hell
we are not equipped with the courage
so we let the sin within continue to flourish
like the overpriced wine
from all the grapes that were dying on the vine
get lost in time and become intertwined
with skeptical thoughts about all external life
start gambling with death
just for ***its and kicks
the number of the beast is six six six
but the lucky numbers are triple sevens
everyday i still continue to sin
so i too may not be able to explore behind the doors
of the so called heavens
so congrats to the rats who twisted the facts
by giving me false information and all those knives in my back
from all the knowledge and wisdom i still lack
until there is realization
the beast lives within
the clawing under our skin
i try to deny his entrance but he still finds ways to creep in
try to show it the way out
but didnt leave without a doubt
it ended with an intense conversation
and smoke rushing out of my mouth
Copyright © Manda Martinez | Year Posted 2014
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Manda Martinez Poem
I go by Derz
and I'd appreciate
a minute of your time
to educate you with my words
of wisdom
excuse the slurs
I was higher than the solar system
that night was a blur, i was a victim
to the party scene schism
my actions are just a symptom
of rebelling against this crooked
economical system
they try to warn you
about the horned dude
looking through the eye
at the top of the prism
no one gets out alive
something like a prison
a medieval purgatory
a modernized reformatory
it extremely worries me
how ethnocentric
the people of the world can be
they only see what they want to see
what their minds have been brainwashed to sense and perceive
what the media
justifies them to believe
they're ignorant of their intent
no matter what they say
this territory isn't free
there is no such thing as free will
excuse me if I'm coming off as crazy
I forgot to take my pills
but if there was,such,
a thing
we wouldn't come together, as angry protesters
protesting,
against our cities protectors
who are unfit in properly
protecting,this community
and we, the people
have seen enough
if it wasn't for that badge
you wouldn't be so tough
don't forget that you're still one of us
and it is unlawful
as well as unjust
to kill innocent lives
of people who were loved
but no one can grasp and understand
what the fuss is
we don't mind, being blinded
just as long as we get our justice!
Copyright © Manda Martinez | Year Posted 2014
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Manda Martinez Poem
So goodbye and farewell
I'll be just fine I'll be swell
to escape form this ****ty hand that I have been dealt
And
As I pushed her out
I whispered to myself
I don't know her anymore
and I can no longer dwell
So I continued to walk out that door
as she continued to yell
I could feel her essence begin to disappear
I could distort her voice
into screams I no longer wanted to hear
Into dreams I no longer wanted to fear
Because I was scared to feel
the idea of waking up without her here
But her impression was faded
including everything in between
never spoke of that I hated
then one night
being obnoxiously intoxicated
it came to mind to be created
that I was no longer obligated
to feel that sort of hatred
Especially for all the times she laid on her back naked
just to fake it
and I'm thinking to myself I'm way too ****ing wasted
I don't know how much longer of this that I can take and
when did not having an answer
spread through this relationship like cancer
what I offered was everlasting
but she managed to not make it last her
just like last year
my biggest fear was to hear
that I was the reason to bring her tears
but I learned through the years
she was real quick to judge
but never quick to look in the mirror
and now I'm here
now I'm alone
standing 6 foot tall
watching everyone I know
knock on my 6 foot wall
but my bricks will never fall
for someone so ungrateful and hateful
who has everything and still wants it all
Copyright © Manda Martinez | Year Posted 2014
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