Billie The Problem Slayer
Cacophony of Silence
BILLIE THE PROBLEM SLAYER… INTRODUCTION “ON SHIFT DRIVING THE SPACESHIP”
OUR HEROINE IS ABOARD PLANET EARTH ARK HUMANITARIAN MISSION; SHE IS ALONE, SHE IS IN DEEP TIME AND SPACE, ALTERNATIVELY IN AND OUT OF CONTACT WITH EARTH BY THE PHSYCHICH LINK FACILITSATED BNY THE ALIENS. EKE HAS JUST TOLD BILLIE THAT IT IS TIME TO FLUSH THE BUFFERS, TO GET RID OF ALL THE GERIATRIC PROGRAMS THJAT WERE JUST TAKING UP RESOURCES AND SPACE, AND TO START FRESH… THAT MEANT FIGHTING THE BOTS AND SHE WAS NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS BOUT AT ALL.. SHE HAD JUST BEEN TO THE BILGE PUMPS AND WSD RATHER WORSE FOR WEAR AND BEDRAGGLED…. SHR REVIDRF SA SHE WENT ON HER WAY AND HERE ARE HERE EXACT WORDS IN TIME…..
Torrid circles etched
Inside my minds eye
I try escaping
Just to end up at the
Beginning of this shit again
Every embarrassment
Without end
Sleeping into dreams
What once was restful sleep
Is now a rattling cage
Fistfuls of nothing
Friends have come and gone
Love become forlorn
And ache is all the memory I keep
Why such an open book
Just asking to be torn apart
Honest heartfelt hopes and dreams
I never should’ve embarked upon
Bit off a chunk too lofty
My teeth crumble into dust
Delusion seems my forte
And broken hearted gusto
Weeping forever, but silent
Too doped up for tears
Now muteness is the penance I embrace
The days of singing free are done
My lot is cast the dice at rest
And no one won.
Sleep graceful through the days
When all have turned their backs
My story should remain untold
It’s nothing anyone should hear
Just fuel for gossip
Fire.. burning in my face
Why do I constantly recall
The futile struggles I’ve endured
Why must I always speak of things
Best left to nightmares.
Find your pride
This scared little girl
In a woman’s shell
Should not tell her story
It’s not guts nor glory
It’s just horrid gore
Grist for the mill.
Grow up, it’s so overdue now
Sew shut those demon lips
Don’t utter anything at all
They have turned their backs
Ignoring you
You wonder why?
You are a mess!
It’s no surprise ...
You boast about
What you should regret
What gives you the right
To bring to light
The insecurities of many
Just because you have not
Learned to shut your mouth?
Your soul too tarnished
Even for hell
This broken child
In an adults shell
Will never see the end of hate
Curl up and be a lot less vile
You don’t deserve to tell
What life of shame
Not a thing of pride
Your experiences are things you should hide
Stop dropping shit on the grill
It’s unhygienic no one
Will consume your tale of woe
You’re just a monster
Inside a human skull.
About the Creator
ConDenSayShun
I’m 42.. I believe Douglas Addams was the hero prophet; I strongly believe that music and frequency create manifest blessings (or problems; if we’re not consciously Doing the Control )
I love who I am both in the Shadow and in the Light.
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