You recklessly drove through my life,
And crashed my heart to pieces.
One moment there,…the next, gone…
An effigy drawn,
On the permanent creases,
Of my soul.
You damaged those closest to you,
Then *clash* *crash* …faded away…
From wreckage…and carelessness…
And the bloody mess,
Of hearts run o’er on the way,
To your pride.
K. Aldaya, 8/8/21
Picture: By Hans Eiskonen on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/D9TK2X0Nj-U
I was not a human,
And you were not a man.
When you took me to hell with you,
I became the cursed, and you, the demon.
Your eyes of flame and ash,
Tore through me as a lash;
And scorched my soul into remnants,
To be coldly discarded as trash.
Your evils became mine,
And my world became thine,
As I begged to God for justice,
You then emerged from the abyss,
Into the sunshine…
On angels’ wings.
K. Aldaya, 7/31/21
Picture: By Matthew Ball on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/dSoR8sLMSIE
My government is an abuser,
And I, its’ unwilling victim.
Some people tell me I’m wrong,
I should give in,
And go along.
My government is an abuser,
Who hurts me all the time.
Some people tell me to like it.
I should enjoy,…
And commit.
My government is an abuser,
And I should love my abuser.
Some people say I have to,…
If I want a life,
And acceptance too.
My government is an abuser,
Who tells me I’m ungrateful,
And guilts me into staying,
And taking it,…
And praying.
My government is an abuser.
I sit in the corner and chant,
“It’s okay…okay…okay…okay”…
But don’t believe it,…
Not today.
My government is an abuser.
I tire of being its’ toy.
It loves to mess with my head.
It hurts so much,
I wish I were dead.
My government is an abuser,
And I, its’ unwilling victim.
Some people tell me it’s okay,
As it calls me names,
And tries to rape me with shots,…
And covers my mouth,…
And locks me away….
But it is not. It’s not okay!
Not in any time in history,
And no,…Not Today!
K. Aldaya, 7/28/21
(Reimagining of 273. Life is An Abuser)
Picture: By Koshu Kunii on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/IpaU5b-Ylcw
My rage can not be quelled,
By the pen, or by the sword.
Where only injustice has dwelled,
There can be no accord.
I saw someone murdered.
The murderer got away.
I was tortured, and no one cared,…
And have nothing to say.
People praise criminals,
While victims are forgotten.
Putting them onto pedestals,…
The guilty, and rotten.
So, my rage can not be quelled,
By the sword, or by the pen.
Where only injustice has dwelled,
Justice is a lie *Amen*
K. Aldaya, 6/12/21
Picture: From The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo; https://wifflegif.com/gifs/354582-the-girl-with-the-dragon-tattoo-gif
You pushed and pushed again…
Over and over and over…*Amen*
You pray, “O’ Lucifer, Smite the Damned!”,
Becoming that with which you command.
You laughed and laughed again…
Over and over and over…*Amen*
This is the hell you’ve fashioned on Earth,
For those such as I, cursed from our birth.
You spit and spit again…
Over and over and over…*Amen*
Those who are living in hell will refuse,
To play along, for they’ll only lose.
You tricked and tricked again…
Over and over and over…*Amen*
It’s not safe as a human in hell…
Surrounded…Shh, there’s nothing to tell.
You struck and struck again…
Over and over and over…*Amen*
There is no trust,…No guardians,…No safety.
Hell is here,
And the demons,…of humanity.
K. Aldaya, 5/30/21
Picture: By Jon Tyson on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/epZp5y3wqcA
My Soul is a Lock Without a Key 