Villainous Poetry...

Social Commentary and Mental health Poetry, written by the broken.

Tuesday, September 9, 2025

The Last of Her... (She)

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 She...      I swear... I dreamed through a spited window, Of the day she left me, My hope; She... The more I grew into the ever present f...
Tuesday, July 2, 2024

Destination: Out of Luck I

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  I am...        Uneasily minted by a press of oppression and a desire for the divine, Embossed with an unwanted faith distorted purpose, Sc...

Dull One's Hope I

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I am... But a killjoy... The less hoped for, The less I should suffer, Denial is a remedy, Never awake, And yet... I Weep.
Monday, July 1, 2024

No Hope or Riches: All This Time... I

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 From everything,       I am at anxious war, Hiding a facade of wilting aspirations... But a lonely apathetic smile drowning itself in battl...

Above... Now... Below... I

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 No hope,       Nothing of faith to be had, A plague upon the wishful hope thinking of every and all the stars, Villain shrouded in clouds o...
Friday, June 28, 2024

All Hope is Compromised I

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An echo, Into the void... With conscious sedation, Hope crawled back into the dark, Standing in the line of life, Bitterly awaiting an end, ...
Wednesday, June 26, 2024

Past & Present III

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   In lieu... An earnest anticipation, Of playing pretend; half dead, Dull your hope and senses, To be half of somewhat... Even quasi accept...
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