WEEK SIX CHAMP MATCH: EVICTION (4-0) vs DOMINATE (5-0) vs ADVERSE (2-1) DOM WINS

Adverse · 05-06-2022, 12:11 PM

I grimace as you slide the sharp edge across my skin again...

Still unsure if this is punishment or purpose
The ink pen cries and pleads as he’s plunged beneath the surface
Choking and filling up his lungs with each submergence
I try keepin him encouraged with halfhearted reassurances
Telling him one day all this work will be worth it
Not sure if I’m trying to convince myself or him..

My inception was far from painless, from the binding of my spine
To the tattooing of my skin, I was conceived of violence every time
Sometimes I ponder if it was right, forcing me to exist
Forging me from nothingness, I was pulled from the abyss
Im such an open book, always telling all of my secrets
While you leave me on the shelf, disregarded till I’m needed
Wait wait...perhaps I’m reading way too much into this
You want me to be around, but only hold me when it’s convenient?
Either love me or loathe me , I’m tired of being in between with it
Oh what beautiful irony it’d be for me to end up being meaningless

Much more than a mortal but less than a god
An unglorified celebrity
Deserving a little more respect
The authority on what has been and what will ever be
Sent to preach to the neanderthal and mental giants all alike
Hopefully you heed my lessons, lessen your provincial state of mind
You’ve all undoubtedly come to me with questions, never to be denied the truth
Feel free to pick my brain apart a million times, whatever it takes to enlighten you

So when you mention “provincial”
I had to read between the lines deep inside myself
Find what words I could possibly say to try and define it well
Wonder what it meant to me, listened closely to what my heart could tell
That’s when I started to think of everything I was...
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05-06-2022, 12:11 PM	#2
Adverse low tide in serotonin bay Join Date: Jul 2013 Posts: 2,752 Battle Record: 37-28 Champed - GWL Picture Challenge - Guerrilla Writing League - Black August II Rep Power: 15446146	I grimace as you slide the sharp edge across my skin again... Still unsure if this is punishment or purpose The ink pen cries and pleads as he’s plunged beneath the surface Choking and filling up his lungs with each submergence I try keepin him encouraged with halfhearted reassurances Telling him one day all this work will be worth it Not sure if I’m trying to convince myself or him.. My inception was far from painless, from the binding of my spine To the tattooing of my skin, I was conceived of violence every time Sometimes I ponder if it was right, forcing me to exist Forging me from nothingness, I was pulled from the abyss Im such an open book, always telling all of my secrets While you leave me on the shelf, disregarded till I’m needed Wait wait...perhaps I’m reading way too much into this You want me to be around, but only hold me when it’s convenient? Either love me or loathe me , I’m tired of being in between with it Oh what beautiful irony it’d be for me to end up being meaningless Much more than a mortal but less than a god An unglorified celebrity Deserving a little more respect The authority on what has been and what will ever be Sent to preach to the neanderthal and mental giants all alike Hopefully you heed my lessons, lessen your provincial state of mind You’ve all undoubtedly come to me with questions, never to be denied the truth Feel free to pick my brain apart a million times, whatever it takes to enlighten you So when you mention “provincial” I had to read between the lines deep inside myself Find what words I could possibly say to try and define it well Wonder what it meant to me, listened closely to what my heart could tell That’s when I started to think of everything I was... The refuge for those who speak their mind and might need help The Dictionary