Written by m ennenbach

flood

no man can build a dam the rivers cannot over take, everything has a weak point, for heaven’s sake

stuctural integrity, like mental stability, like emotional dependency, like factual ascendancy

every thing cracks one day

it starts with the hum of dissonance

let that feedback build

and let the torrents swirl

and let the hammer

let the hammer

let that hammer fucking

drop

i am just a toy to you, a little boy to you, something shiny and new but just a flame to you, held together with glue, bound together by you, twisted and made untrue, another chance that you blew

what

huh

ridiculous the way you think of this, the way you lack substance, the way you make distance, the false resistance, the subtle decadence, the feeble ignorance, it is all on you

now

listen

falsehood falsehood sugar and cream, take out all the good and make the bad girls scream

liar liar just a rotten piece of shit, drowning in your stories and i am sick of it

let me explain just what you did, when you opened another bottle crawled in and hid

let me tell you about the mess you made, crawled out of the shadows where you should have stayed

take a breath

this institution, just more pollution, no real solution, just wasted daze

no satisfaction, from your distraction, this smug retraction, this thick malaise

you spread

these lies

you’re giving and you’re giving but there is nothing there, just empty words and another vacant stare

your lips are moving but the words are mute, bat your eyes and try to look real cute

no one’s buying this shit you sell, not gonna believe another lie you tell

ahem

rediscover this mess you’ve made, spew the venom, throw some shade

point your finger but it comes back to you, your plastic limbs another hole to screw

another victim tale, another blazing fail, another fire sale, and it’s all on you

you brought on this flood

this flood

hope you choke on this blood

this blood

you brought on this flood

this flood

hope you choke on this blood

this blood

drown in the rains of your own bitter tears, strangled by fears, see the truth, how it shears, all your emotional accounting in arrears

let my face be the last thing you see, you did this to me, your false claims of setting me free, all done piteously, not a word uttered honestly

you brought on this flood

and i hope it drowns you

13 thoughts on “flood”

          1. It does 🤗
            And maybe a difference of opinion on anger and passion being the same coin, but that my perspective from my self and also regarding two words which are subjective anyhow. Lol
            Love and hate are vastly different from this little brain as well 🤷‍♀️
            Meh. Difference makes the world exciting

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            1. i find them all hard to separate. i throw myself into everything in totality. love and hate with every fiber of my being, rant and rave and kiss and caress with all of myself. cry and laugh and give it all. i don’t know any other way.

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              1. You and I would be a very interesting mix in actual life. I seem emotionless at times to people, Im super difficult to read. My emotions are not on my sleeve, or even under the hem of my skirt. Lol
                With intimacy with people (not sexual) I’m more emotional outwardly. Inwardly? I’m a floodgate if emotion that stops just short of escaping through my eyes, lips, actions or reactions.
                I’d always be standing coolly by while you’re laughing, yelling, crying haha.

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