Wednesday, 28 June 2017

SÊÑD.🔙





PRESTON:

Your message is awesome...Just reminded me of the days of my life... But boo check your receipient....Auto correct no! ... That message is not mine... How I know...Is simple your description fits a Greece god...Not a dead human soul....

You say you love me.... But love is such a deep word I prefer you like me....It's easier to change preference than commitment....How do I know...It's because you said... I love my glowing soul.... Listen sweetheart... My soul is black and devoid of light....

It's because you said my eyes twinkle.... Wrong choice of words baby...My eyes are flamming furnace....The resemblance of the utmost punisher....My lips are tender...And skin so soft... It's because you said my heart is light... And you wanted to penetrate....

Listen cremebell...My heart is heavy....It's been fed with everything wrong and lies from my closest associates....It's is hard as stone and completely impermeable... It's because you said my heart is spotless and entire.... I hate hyperbole and complete exaggeration....My heart is in shambles and filled with scars....

Please check your receptient..You said I'm filled with energy...I'm sorry lovely one but thats not me... I I'm tired... Sickened by the presence of human souls....I am the devil's agent... Straight from the guillotine department in the underworld...

You hailed praises on the things you wish to see in my life.... Pretending to overlook my flaws.... Sorry but everyone who came before you.... Said everything you are saying....You praise too much...That's how I know it's not me...

Deep inside....ill let you know why.... I'm not afraid of falling in love love... I am in love with a thousand plus....I'm filled with love...But I'm really sorry I forgot how to love humans....I am afraid of investing my time to people.... It kills to love and not being loved.....

Send back this message to the owner...honeypie..... Because this is not me....You say I'm warm....But I don't feel it....I am as cold...As the abyss of the dead... This is not me.... Your message is too yellow...With blue and purple.... Touches with red and orange.... But I am just black and white...


©Hurt_Surgeon2017


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Tuesday, 27 June 2017

I STILL LOVE YOU.

PRËSTÖN:






I've been lied to🐰... Feelings played with for too long that I can't for a sentence with the words I love you...I sit obnoxiously next to my window... Keenly but absent mindedly looking at a far... Lord what sin did I commit...Those that I love just find ways to destroy me.... I don't need drugs... Everything I love is destructive to me.....

I miss you....I wish I can have just one more chance to hug you...You see when you left we didn't even have time to argue... Listen I miss all what we did together... This are the words crafted deep from the floors of my soul...this are the words tangled... Closed... Locked deep within the darkest corners of my heart....

I wish I could hate you... I wish I can hate you....I wish I can curse you... I'm a premium expedition of the words heart break... I'm a mess with out you...

I want to tell you...I have found solace in bars and clubs...Short lived happiness in strippers blood and booze....I want to tell you of my nightmares... My new bestie knows you in a thousand different ways... But none of this ways please him... But none of my business... It's not about how many passers-by we please... We didn't even please ourselves....

I see birds flying in twos I hate... I hate the fact they have a concrete happiness from mere flight... Concrete love... Maybe that's why it's said love for the birds...

I'm in a dilemma.... Not knowing if I should take poison or just hung my self.... But any step I take.... know that I can't form a meaningful statement with the words I love you in it...

Hurt_Surgeon2017™


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Sunday, 11 June 2017

PHOTO GALLERY.


PRESTON:



It was awesome.... It was awesome I tell you.... You should have seen how she looked in that dress and make up.... Life filled with smile... Wrapped up with a juicy stride..... Short skirt...Pale blue lining... Occasionally she turned and greeted the night sky... She was drunk... Beautifully drunk....

I can't remember well how I got home with her... But if I trace.... One of us was on the driver's seat....Have you ever been with someone and time just froze... Nothing you do seems to worry you.... Everything is perfect... From the fight, the cute battles that makes you love more.... "To switch off the lights babe.... I did it yesterday"....

I wish I was recording this moment.. I would re-live them even at her absence.... Catastrophe...Pain... Missing.. Scrolling down slowly my camera photos... It was her birthday... She had cream all over her face...I saw the cake...... It had both our names on it... Like we were twins...see.. I still have good memories....

Tangled in my bedroom chair...Check me playing chess solo.... Looking deep into my poison bottle... Two more drops overdose....My drink fizzling...I know your heart beat is rising.... Let me tell you why I'm about to die....

It's two months now... And the last text message I got from any human soul was...

"Hey babe, I love the moments but when morning comes...And the bird chirps...The poets lover...Now has the other....I regret being so ridden...But I hope when night comes... You will know... About our infection"

And the last sip of my poison tainted liquor..Sunk into my throat...

©Hurtsurgeon 2017


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Friday, 9 June 2017

SECRET.


PRESTON :




Let me tell you something.... Let me tell you a secret.... Let me tell you this words in their order of alignment.... Motivated from my dead, dying, rotten dark soul....Words crafted from my broken smelly bones.....

Let me tell you a something....No Infact let me write you something...So when I'm gone you will hold on to.... Something that will make you smile and sob in equal measures.... Something intense.... Strong like the drug heroine.... Let me tell you....

Gather your friends too...Gather your enemies too....We need all energies....Both positive and negative.... Family should be close.... They are the protogen....Come closer now.... Look at their faces....See them all crying and laughing.... Sobbing and smiling...Others wishing.....Now come even closer..... Smell my breath....

This is the story told from beneath.... This is the last time you will see such a crowd....No such an applaud...This is it.... Home is in the next block.... Block your ears and eyes for all you see and hear...Are trickling barrels of false circularization....

That is the secret... Control your soul... And the earth will bow down to you....

©Hurtsurgeon2017
*Secret*



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Tuesday, 6 June 2017

WHISPER


PRESTON :




Today in a bus... I made my final decision....This is the last love letter I'll ever write to anyone....Let my love cry foul....But I hope one day she will understand....Let her call me names....Say how much I don't love her....Maybe find ways to lie to me about her new partner....They all leave me this way....

Even those that curve me....Craft me into moulds of perfect patterns....Those that said....They will stick with me till infinity.....It's funny how they forget their promises....

I miss her....But I will never let her know.... This is supposed to remain with me...I'll cry hate toss and turn....Wish like I am used to.... Like her pictures on social media.....Make they feel special.....

Remember when I described the kind of girls that I attract..... Those cheating psychopaths, that ruin my life because I'm obviously retarded.... Remember when I wrote a love letter and posted on Facebook??? When my life seemed grim...But still had a chance to.....

She'll never see me online....Never see me text or call.... I guess that is the "love" in 21century....I was lonely like ever.... Cruising past the alps and the escapement....Home was too far....And my heart was dying....

Yes I miss you....I know it's obvious you will read this.....You said you loved my poetry...And today...I sent it to you.....

I'll remind you of the state you found me...And ask.... You've broken my heart...Are you happy now??

♋Hurt surgeon2017
*Whisper*😢😭


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