Fuck Up

FunkeRFunkeR Posts: 105
Note: I like the word fuck. This is really about parenting, and the relationship between parents. My lesson of the day, don't have a kid with someone who is a complete drug addict. Not a pretty scene in the end for the non-addict parent and the kid.


you used me once
I'll abuse you twice
you fucked me up
and I'll fuck you down
you hate me
and I hate you
this pain between
has grown beyond you
and it hurts deep down
to see you fall

fuck you, fuck me
fuck the world
and fuck this connection
inbetween
fuck you, fuck them
fuck all my friends
and fuck the injection
in my veins

you fucked up bad
I'll fuck up worse
I hate your face
you hate my head
fuck your god
and fuck his friends
fuck your idols
who're all dead
fuck this addiction
you've abused beyond words
fuck your downfall
which fuckin hurts me in the end
and fuck you not being there
when the child between us needs you most

fuck you, fuck me
fuck the world
and fuck this connection
inbetween
fuck you, fuck them
fuck all my friends
and fuck the injection
in my veins
that you have given
that you have used
that we have abused
and all that shit we have
a past we can't forget
this connection known as parents
fuck this hate between you and me
but don't fuck up anymore
don't fuck up anymore
don't fuck up!

or we'll be the ones recieving the pain
I say what I want, when I want. It's freedom of fucking speech.

Sperm, It's in you to give.




I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
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  • TheATheA Posts: 17
    Damn beautiful.

    how's the other parent? still alive or a goner? Still addicted?

    Drug addiction is a hard matter, and mostly the reasons behind the addiction are hard... Do you know why she/he got addicted?
    How's the kid now?

    Are the male or female?

    (Sorry for being rude by asking questions)

    I like that poem :D

    Have a wonderful life!

    Cheers
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  • mulacmulac Posts: 97
    wow, you're pretty mad


    keep it focused man, and never ever let a child suffer for the failures of others. be strong
    the passenger is life
  • FunkeRFunkeR Posts: 105
    Originally posted by TheA
    Damn beautiful.

    how's the other parent? still alive or a goner? Still addicted?

    Drug addiction is a hard matter, and mostly the reasons behind the addiction are hard... Do you know why she/he got addicted?
    How's the kid now?

    Are the male or female?

    (Sorry for being rude by asking questions)

    I like that poem :D

    Have a wonderful life!

    Cheers


    I'm a guy.

    My ex is still alive... doesn't mean she's currently living a worthwhile life though, cause she's still does drugs as far as I know. And my son is under my supervision most of the time, unless my fiance takes him.


    And thanks for the compliments.
    I say what I want, when I want. It's freedom of fucking speech.

    Sperm, It's in you to give.




    I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
  • thats so fucking honest funker
    need that
    thanks
    good luck to u :)
    Rarghstarfarian.
  • puremagicpuremagic Posts: 1,907
    by FunkR: I used to have something to say...
    now I'm just a caricature of who I was...
    it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you,
    is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.

    inspired by and for FunkR

    There I stand in the mirror
    fear covering my face
    not able to recognize
    the distorted reflection.

    Afraid to raise my hand
    afraid to see the pain caused
    looking, seeing not me
    looking, seeking me

    a misrepresentation
    of everything I am.

    feeling the pulling
    forcing me to look down
    forcing me to look upon the face
    the face I can not see in myself
    the face that brings me joy
    the face that's there for me
    the face I call son

    I use to have something to say
    SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.
  • I never thought it would be possible, but i've gained a great respect for you FunkeR. That poem was brutally honest and painful to read. thank you for it.
    "Nobody is ever promised tomorrow. Increase the peace."
    ~Juan Azize
  • FunkeRFunkeR Posts: 105
    Originally posted by bisepost
    I never thought it would be possible, but i've gained a great respect for you FunkeR. That poem was brutally honest and painful to read. thank you for it.




    No, thank you, for reading it.
    I say what I want, when I want. It's freedom of fucking speech.

    Sperm, It's in you to give.




    I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
  • Great poem..

    I was just wondering something...
    "I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am."

    Where did you get that from? Or did you make it up? I love that!
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