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Armageddon


TIME TO EXPOSE A MOTHREFUCKER 

NOT TRYNNA COVER OTHERS

NO MORE POISON IN MY TEMPLE AND NO MORE FUCKIN LIES

NOW THERE’S THUNDER RUNNING THROUGH MY THIGHS

CURVES WEREN'T THE FAULT

SILENCE WAS ASSAULT

I’M FIGHTING FOR MYSELF NOW I DONT GIVE A FUCK

INCUBUS’ SKULL ATOP MY THRONE I ATE HIS GUTS FOR DINNER DRAGGED HIS BRAIN THRU THE MUCK 

 

PREYED UPON SINCE ELEVEN 

NOW I’M BRINGING ARMAGEDDON 

COUNT YOUR FUCKING DAYS

CAUSE I’M LEAVING YOU ALL OUT FOR DECAY

 

TIME TO SHOW SOME PEDOS THAT THEY’RE DEAD

I’M COMING FOR THEIR HEADS 

I WONT FORGET WHAT YOU DID TO ME

YOU GAVE ME SO MUCH TRAUMA YOU POSSESSED MY BRAIN NOW YOUR GUTS ARE ALL DEBRIS 

EX MADE ME AFRAID FOR MY SANITY

DOUBTED WHO I WAS IF I WAS RIGHT ALL MY TRAUMA 

IM FUCKIN SCARRED FROM HUMANITY I DON’T KNOW MY REALITY 

BUT YOU’RE DEAD YOU’RE ALL FUCKING DEAD TO ME INCUBUS IS DEAD TO ME IM TAKING BACK MY SEXUALITY

 

PREYED UPON SINCE ELEVEN 

NOW I’M BRINGING ARMAGEDDON 

COUNT YOUR FUCKING DAYS

CAUSE I’M LEAVING YOU ALL OUT FOR DECAY

 

ROT IN HELL ROT IN HELL I HOPE YOU ALL FUCKING ROT IN HELL 

YOU’RE CURSED FOR LIFE 

SEX ABUSER MADE MY LIFE A LIVING HELL HOPE HE’S READY FOR HIS SCYTHE

IF IT WASN’T FOR LEGALITY I’D THROW OUT ALL YOUR NAMES 

I’M NOT GOING THROUGH THAT SYSTEM DON’T WANNA HEAR YOUR BULLSHIT CLAIMS BUT I’M GONNA PUT YOUR MIND IN FLAMES 

 

PREYED UPON SINCE ELEVEN 

NOW I’M BRINGING ARMAGEDDON  

COUNT YOUR FUCKING DAYS 

CAUSE I’M LEAVING YOU ALL OUT FOR DECAY

 

NOT JUST A GHOST I’M A POLTERGEIST 

THEY GAVE MY TRAUMA OVERSIGHT 

WONT REST UNTIL I’VE SATISFIED MY SPITE 

 

PREYED UPON SINCE ELEVEN 

NOW I’M BRINGING ARMAGEDDON 

COUNT YOUR FUCKING DAYS

CAUSE I’M LEAVING YOU ALL OUT FOR DECAY

 

I’M BRINGING ARMAGEDDON 

YOU’RE NOT GETTING REPOSSESSION 

I WAS PREYED UPON SINCE ELEVEN 

NOW I’M BRINGING ARMAGEDDON 

I’M INCUBUS’ ASSASSIN

MY RAGE HAS BEEN UNFASTENED 

ITS TIME I’M BRINGING ARMAGEDDON

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hello :) i'm a 12th grader writing about my life and struggles hoping to help people with their own, empower others, and bring awareness to these topics. TRIGGER WARNING: my content contains explicit language, poems about sexual assault, toxic relationships, depression/suicide and mental illness, body image, and gun violence. What is described in these poems involve the ugliness that goes in part with rage due to trauma. 'Armageddon' is probably the most angriest, but therapeutic piece of writing I've ever created. Writing is my therapy. HOTLINES: Sexual Assault: 1-800-656-4673 Suicide/Mental Illness/Crisis Hotline: 1-800-273-8255 Not Safe to Talk? Text 741-741 LGBTQ Youth Hotline: 1- (866) 488-7386 Planned Parenthood: 1-800-230-7526 Homeless Youth: 1-800-999-9999 Domestic Violence: 1-800-799-SAFE Eating Disorder Awareness and Prevention: 1-800-931-2237 Homeless: 1-800-231-6946 Drug Abuse: 1-800-662-4357 Families Anonymous (family support for a loved one affected by drug/alcohol abuse): 1-800-736-9805 you are not alone.

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