My Beautiful Filth

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Author's Comment:

Now...recently I've been seeing plenty of depressing poems on DA. I've seen a boatload of stuff about 'suicide' or 'darkness' and weeeeell...

Let me put it this way, it was always the same thing over and over. Take the topic of 'suicide' for example. 'Slit wrists, hanged from a rope, pills to kill myself'

These were always the standard methods being cited over and over.

Some pieces were good because they really portrayed the hatred and the abuse...but it always falls flat if it ends with something...that has grown to be commonplace.

Now all of you know my style and you know that I LOVE being brutal when I write the dark stuff, but sometimes darkness has to be beautiful. The way in which hatred is portrayed cannot be so easily summed up the use of a razor blade to cut oneself...that's not hardcore enough.

To use a common slang, 'Go hard or go home'. I put myself in the mentality of someone who bore hatred for absolutely everything because of his own suffering and when I did that I discovered that an end without beauty...without something to make it really stand out, would not make my aggressors feel a thing.

However, if I painted the walls with my shames, if I SCREAMED my vengeance in writing and swore to come back as a demon that would haunt them in the night. Then, my death would have meaning. It would be in the papers, my harsh words of vengeance, the realistic descriptions of hell. They would feel the fear, even if they laugh about it in their own time...and finally, when they are alone...looking at their own reflection in the bathroom mirror, imagine their surprise when they see me standing there...smiling...right behind them. As they turn to face me...they find nothing there and when they turn back, their reflection has transformed into me and then I'll ask them:

'Why so serious son?'

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates

P.S. This piece is entirely artistic in nature. So pleeeeeease do not send me notes asking 'you alright?' because if you do I'll just spend my day copypasting a reply saying, 'Yes I am, this is an art piece etc. etc.'

Other Poems by Me:
Whispering to Lucifer Whispering to Lucifer:

Humans are such wonderous creatures
even when granted the gift of knowledge
They fall prey to their own insecurities
slaves to their own fears and paranoia

Such is the father's gift of free will...

Yes my lord, I understand
but do you not feel disappointment?
The great bringer of light has condemned himself to an eternity of darkness
simply so his father's children may roam free

Without adversity, there can be no acension...

Ah, such a philosophical statement from you
I am well aware that humans must experience both extremes
Without tasting joy it would be impossible to understand sorrow
Yet I fear that my Letting Go of You Letting Go of You:

You abandoned me in the past
without so much as a proper goodbye
One day you simply chose to walk out the door
and you never did come back...

I was angry then, hurting badly
I wondered if I was in some way inadequate
I wondered if you left because I am so easy to despise
and eventually my sorrow turned to anger

I wanted to become great
to show you that you made the wrong choice
to take my strength and throw it in your face
just so you would regret it

But then I saw how happy you were...

In the time we've been apart
You've made a new life for yourself
You've found someone who loves and treasures you
and upon This is All About You This Is All About You:

Most people giving you advice, might take a quote from a book

Most people giving you advice, have never had a real look

So from someone who's been watching, let me lay my heart bare

I want to show you all the special things, about the girl for whom I care

She always does her very best, no matter how tough the task

Even when she's struggling, she puts on a brave mask

She's always trying to learn new things, just for a chance to make you proud

She can be a little bit quiet, but I think that's better than being loud

She's not the very best in sports, I know she can be kind of a klutz

But she smiles and goes on an Oppa Pirate Style! Oppa Pirate Style:

Chen Chen Chen Chen, Chen is pirate style!
Chen Chen Chen Chen, Chen is pirate style!

Stick-on tattoos and a Captain's hat makes me a player
My pirate theme is 'Raining Blood' by a band that's known as Slayer
But let's realise the fact: I've got no beard, I'm just that cool
I'm like Monkey D. Luffy when I drown in a kiddie pool

Cause I'm a guy!
The type that sails along the seven seas, a pirate guy
With a black fedora hat I use to tease, a pirate guy
Got so much swag I cure the love disease, a pirate guy
I'm a pirate guy!

So heyo- Pretty ladies I need to know...I need to know
Would you get aboard my ship and dr

Other Literature by Me:
Mercenary 1-1 MERCENARY

Chapter 1: Blood is Beauty

Release One: Pages 1 - 3

THE COLD AIR in Baron Rorke's study did little to calm his nerves. He was expecting visitors this night and they were not the best of company. A shiver of dread ran down his spine and he spent most of the twilight hours staring out of a large window which stood behind his writing desk. It was amazing, he felt, how quickly a man could become attached to a life of luxury; only to be made painfully aware of how easy it was to lose it. War was always a frightening thing, even more so when one had the knowledge and sense to realise that it was no longer an exercise of glory, but a si