J.J B. Torment Poems

Don’t trust a woman. They lie, manipulate, and deceive.
Don’t trust a woman. They say things to get you to believe,
That what they say is real and true, but listen to me as I tell you.
Don’t trust a woman. Lies are only what they can achieve.
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I wish I could start all over.
Turn back time and begin again.
Change things I want to.
Keep some the same.
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Pierced! ! Pierced again! ! Her blood trickles from its place.
Hurt, pain, and misery, you can see it on her precious face.
The pain is only too normal for her. She doesn’t anymore even feel it.
She pretends it doesn’t hurt and goes out with her friends and gets lit.
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Lost and empty, these are the words from which she is reeling.
So back to the bar, this lost little girl, and another guy with she goes leaving.
Her spirit screams “no”, the hurt yells “yes”, through the night they go on disagreeing.
Just for the night, another one night stand, enduring each thrust and his heavy breathing,
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Why do you say you care for me, this I have to know.
Do you even know?
I don’t think so.
You say you do, but your actions speak tons, one day it shows, the next day it’s done.
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Alone Alone Alone! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
That’s what I should be.
Why do I trust my heart?
I am stupid, it always, ALWAYS lies…..
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Stages of … Love


Beginning: Burning like the sun. A volcanic eruption. Lava flowing and expanding, engulfing everything it contacts. A Pot on stove with burner on high after 10 minutes. Intense movie, edge of the seat kind. Athlete playing his/her favorite sport….passionate. Spooning at night even if uncomfortable. Parachute sailing … thrilling and alive! !
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Everyday, I am fighting, fighting for my soul,
Fighting, fighting for my life.
I am fighting, fighting for my sanity.
Fighting, fighting all this strife.
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Will I EVER learn? ? ? ? ?
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What do you see when you look at me.
A friend … a nice guy …. Someone who’s happy?
What if I told you what you see isn’t reality.
It’s a dream, a fairy tale, a fantasy.
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