Someone insulted me
“Your reading comprehension could improve”
So I posted a lip sync video of “Dumb” by Nirvana and I was penalized for “harassment”
I uninstalled the spy app so am disappearing again for six months
I’m pro banning that app and Instagram and FaceBook and let the banks all crash
This comment is hate filled / a sinkhole / for you to build.
There’s likely bloodstains in the carpet / bloodstreams of my target / am I the carcass?
He shot her in her wedding dress / but love her / he’d never confess.
Father / they’ve all chosen sin / and I’m sinking / in quicksand.
Hey Sun,
How did you rise?
With light in eyes?
Is there time to shine?
Hey Sun,
Am I alright?
The peerless moonlight
Will we unite?
(Love you forever)
Copyright © 2023 PoeEternal.
Postscript
*do something / act abnormal to run your blog readers off*
*insert insanity here*
*program successfully installed*
I got John hanging in front of me, and dear Edgar in my rearview, in a puff of smoke, just loving the 10k hand I have drawn.
Werd.
I could use a real hand getting the apartment prepped to be stripped of this danky old carpet, and replaced with some fresh skin (lighter color too)
Don’t even know if I’m staying
LAUGHS
Immortally insane
Running through my vein
Edgar wants me to pick up a typewriter and get off this broken iPhone
I knew the phone was subject to break – but alas – even with these cursive powers – I did nothing to stop its fall
Oh shittte, it broke more than I thought
BABE
Fuck Apple, it’s a 6, I’m done selling shit – and jump off a bridge
But there’s poisoned sweet potato pie in the fridge
There is indeed, God bless, we’re gonna learn to make a healthy pie, but for now, poisoned pie for Valentine
*squee
Postnote: I ignored all the ingredients when I saw the price marked down to $2.50 with a date of 2/15. Said, “you’re coming with me”
But for real tho, don’t buy the pie
(It’s poisonous)
(You die, I die – but we’re not together, Romeo)
P.S.S.S?? Been rebounding my ass off (the rebounder fitness – resistance training – getting fit with gravity – weeee)
I’m two scenes on repeat currently – in my favorite film – Made in Heaven (1987?)
The one where he’s tossing his drink in the mirror / laying in the road screaming to God / Emmet “as himself” AND
Her, crying in public on the street – she got arrested too – dark days ahead
Welp.
GOD: if you don’t find each other, you’ll both be miserable
God: there’s no guarantee you’ll come back
Me: YOU TOOK MY LIFE
The roses are dying / cuz I’m done trying / the crow is black / his heart tarmac
*insert another copyright here*
I wore a t-shirt to the medical clinic once – with Poe on it – and the technician asked if it was Hitler
Millennial or GENZ
I sighed and said “Poe”
“Kind of a popular stash then tho, huh…”
“Hitler”
*makes awkward attempt to continue on with life wearing such an offensible shirt*
(Wonders if others mistake Him for Hitler too)
*creepily laughs
These motherfuckers are in charge
*nearly chokes on the air
*tries not to die*
And in a more recent attempt at “getting out and socializing”
I ordered food – through a drive thru
It wasn’t busy – I had time to count my cash – fuck the elite – you wanna be a cashless society and track me huh – fuck you – cash everywhere or boycott
Him (another Millennial/GenZ): why did you give me so much money!?!? *looks at me stumped like I’m stupid
Me: what do you mean!?!? *looks confused / haz brain injury / why am I so stoopidd
…well, I, gave you MORE to get the big bills back…
Him: *clearly confused – counts the money – proceeds to hand me a ten back, a five, and some silver.
So apparently I’m not stupid. Just pre- computer age.
I once had to work at registers where you needed to know basic math – to count change back
Remember when they upgraded the register to tell you the change back
MY GOD they made us beg and groggle for those jobs!!!!!!
“Don’t discuss your income in the workplace”
FUCK YOU
I mean, Happy Valentine
Burn in hell
*insert shitty photo of me here
I don’t want to see myself in the mirror – or on my blog currently – tho I haz space now
I wants new blog
*stomps feet*
I wants better home
*if I buy the land / will you buy the home?
Tell me, I need to know!!!!
Did you ever think God needs you here to keep this place from going under
You’re light and thunder
Relax your plunder
I need you longer
To wake from slumber
Realize the hunger
Copyright © 2023 PoeEternal.
Postscript
I write for God now.
Could you please let God know I’m exhausted and need to rest a bit longer.
These demons have not stopped pounding me since I was born.
My dreams consist of multiple murder and full vape pens.
The mind normally gets what the mind wants
The face may show sadness, the eyes show rage
“The scientists” say that once bees are dead – all life will vanish
“The scientists” have fucked around with the genetic coding of honey bees, which has resulted in a 50% life reduction drop.
The honeybees only live 50% of the life God had intended for them – now that the “scientists” have reduced their genes to half life.
They thought the bees would be “more productive”. Pay attention
These demons are killing EVERYTHING
I do not fear imprisonment, my heart would self-annihilate or I’d ensure humane ending via a cop ending my life prematurely
Keep swinging your dick on the road like you have more importance than everyone women
Tell me something is wrong with me again
I’ll respond: what’s the matter honey? You in-love with a prostitute?
Yes. We know you all are.
The studies say over 50% of men want love with a prostitute and would legalize prostitution
There’s also a direct link to sex trafficking and prostitution – with testimony from men, “she looked trafficked and frightened and underage but it’s what I want”
Fuck you
Cut me off again, anywhere, anyday
You only treat prostitutes with respect huh
Like this book “racing the light” that I checked out from the library just yesterday – nowhere in the synopsis did I know porn would be the subject.
So far, the writer has used his characters to complain about the daily women, one being a “skinny scarecrow”, the other being “fat” – yet glorifying the porn star on the poster, how she looks amazing wearing “all black”. How they wouldn’t fuck her during a podcast show because they have boundaries
GET IN THE FUCKING SEA
I’m done reading!
Chapter 7! He’s on his way to meet the famous pornstar!
Gag me! I’d rather die than live in this porn infested society!
Stop conditioning!
This book should not be at the library!
Walmart and the mall should not be selling sex equipment in front of children or me!!!!!!!!!
FUCK YOU
Tell God I’m angry!!!!!!!
The honeybees deserve more!
Science is unethical!
Art is sin!
90% of all murder happen by men!!!!!!!!!
The other ten percent I’m contemplating falling in!
So many men are committing crimes they are reducing sentences – opposite for women – hardly any do so punishment is more severe
Rules for thee, not for me
I’m gonna fuck you up if you smile at me incorrectly or refuse to open the door when you see me
Cut me off again
I triple dare you
Money don’t mean shit to me
Ending your pathetic society tho – like Bonnie and Clyde
I dream of it
DAYDREAMS
Of bloodletting
With the de-lite
BLACK LIVES MATTER / ASIAN HATE ✓
All before morning coffee
Born this way
Need him to go where I’m going
The library is no longer a safe place for me – I’m angry and contending with that now
I sensed this with the LGBT and Boomer staff lurking and the “smell of lies” and the street political thugs in gold begging for my signature
Still there was hope
Briefly
It didn’t last very long
People ruin everything
I’m finely crafting my monster and angelic side –
Men have suppressed me from sex and defense
They get sex and murder – with the slap of a hand
Cut me off again
I can’t be the only woman feeling this way
Gonna start a riot
The way doctor lady swallowed when I told her “according to the latest studies over 51% want love with a prostitute and would vote yes”
Gutted her right there in her stool
Continued gutting her with more facts
I’m maybe the Oracle but get treated like Agent Smith
I’m maybe Neo Trinity Morpheus too
“Why me Gabriel” (you’re going to hell for the life you took – you’re fucked)
Should I join the order of Satanism? I was reading over their website – I read the DR book age 16 – it cost money to join – they say titles are earned – whatev, give me Priestess or fuck off – I will keep my $$$
Also, should I join? The order?
Of Satanism?
Revenge is a dish served by an Angel rogue in hell
It’s just another form of narcissism carefully crafted
“We’re not religious but we are, we think we’re Gods”
LAUGHS
Oh yeah?
So adorable
I really enjoy spending time in the sun getting “weathered” and feeding all God’s creatures
Probably causing them more harm but the intention is good
Tell God I’m sorry for being such a fuck up
I know I’m suffering cuz I died via suicide – this hell
But when do I?
I’ve been conditioning myself to do it since in womb
Age 5 on the kindergarten – got in trouble for putting “string around my neck and pulling” – wasn’t allowed sunshine or going outdoors for weeks (fuck you)
You treat prisoners better than civilians
I’ve got scars from cutting on my body
Charming
I worry more about my stretch marks than I do scars over my big veins
LOOK: TRIED TO KILL MYSELF THAT DAY
Wanna get married?
*jumps from bridge
I should move the place you most hate; get a little cabin by the lake.
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“What’s the matter honey, you depressed?”
“Get help”
Those were the questions asked of me after I was rudely cut off on the road, so I rudely began following him, to wherever we were now going.
We wound up in a parking lot for several minutes – he threatened the cops – they never came.
Got his license plate number anyway
Stalked him until he was sweating anyway
But y’all keep giving yourself away
I should have responded “homicidal” but asked “was he in a rush to get to his prostitute.”
Of course, he called me a “manhater” LAUGHS
I’m ready to rip your veins from your neck – and your cock – with my teeth
Please keep risking my life – and then insulting me when I call you out
When he threatened to call the cops, I responded: “I hear restraining orders don’t work – and the more you have the less they work. Please call the cops.”
He retreated to inside his vehicle – but it didn’t stop me circling his vehicle like a vulture
So – y’all are making us depressed with malicious intent and purpose – so we’ll “get a job” and “see a therapist” – something must be wrong – we cry and boys don’t. Ohh boo
90% of all murders happen by men.
Please keep pissing me off
P.S. the jobs and medications to keep me asleep while you live a double and triple evil life – no longer work
Maybe you should have treated ALL WOMEN with respect, not just the prostitutes you’re “in love with” according to the latest studies “most men want love with a prostitute”
*throws up
Fuck you
Cut me off again
I double dare you
P.S.S. That’s TWO days in a row I’ve had the cops threatened on me.
P.S.S.S. Might be meeting my future husband soon and getting a new home. Do you think I’ll get visitation?
Yes. No. Maybe (select one) (please return)
Thousands arrive illegally from Mexico into California each year—and the state is now home to fully 40 percent of America’s immigrants, legal and illegal.
— Read on www.city-journal.org/html/do-we-want-mexifornia-12236.html
And now they can vote! Anyone can vote! Sex toys are sold in front of children!!!!!!
America is gone!!!! Too many hands in the cookie jar!!!!!
Unfortunately, most animal shelter statistics paint a sad story. Though the progress in the years is evident, there’s plenty that can be done in 2022.
— Read on petpedia.co/animal-shelter-statistics/
Hail Hitler! He’s alive!
I’m old and sick! Euthanize me!!!!!
It’s not 60k annually anymore. The numbers are much much worse.
“Since 1970 68% of all life has gone extinct”
And children are being conditioned as children to support prostitution and porn. That’s why the divorce rate is 100%!
catwinternational.org/wp-content/uploads/2019/09/Ten-Reasons-for-NOT-Legalizing-Prostitution.pdf
Prostitution is a root cause of sex trafficking, but it’s what men want…
They want us living in fear, not just Black Lives Matter.
Yesterday I was having chest pains and no weed but today some birds moved in next to me and I got a nap
The sun is finally out 
They form attachments and bonds
— Read on www.scientificamerican.com/article/why-do-men-buy-sex-2012-10-23/
I’m no longer available as a girlfriend or a wife
I don’t like showing him pictures
When I know he’s into perfection
And I’m leaning a different direction
Part of his daily “mess” collection!?!
© Delia Ross. 2023 / @poeeternal
I suppose when they’re paying for it, in their mind, they believe they’re getting top-tier sex, huh?
File me under Dante’s 7th level
You should have a file system like Inception – 9 levels deep (put me level 7)
Lucky number 7
Not first, not last. Made top ten.
Maybe with a ⭐️ on the file folder
Locked
“The chosen one”
Oddly enough my lifeline was 7 – I’ve done this seven times!?!
I’m on 7 now
The Matrix twas 6 times
If love is the anomaly, and they all think they love the fucking fake porn stars, and the prostitutes… uggggg
My grandmother stated “you must have a tapeworm”
She wasn’t far off potentially
My horoscope read age 15: “leo’s suffer from feet and heart issues”
My best friend before she died of suicide age 13, “something bad will happen to the world in 2003” – she was distraught – it was 1993
She didn’t live long enough to see her prediction come true
We went to war in 2003, I was part of the initial push into Baghdad, as a combat medic during the start of the war (she was long dead but it still fucks with me)
She literally came to school freaking out saying that she had a bad dream and that “something bad was going to happen in the year 2003, but she didn’t know what”
She died by suicide maybe a month later
She was 13…
Several years later her mother also died by suicide and they are buried next to one another. Their bones got a coffin! ❤️
A coffin plus one of those metal boxes that goes over the coffin…
Her bones have a home for now… ❤️
The point tho – predictions coming true
How!?!
I crawled into them!?!?
Someone up there is looking out for me!?!
I think it’s possible I might actually be locked in a computer against my will somewhere
The government took my DNA, blood, hair, signature, pledges and swears before the flag, like I was sold an idea about the US and that training imprinted on me 🙂
Just like porn imprinted on you
I’m trying to stay alive – get fit enough – to go down in battle
Total warrior
Like I’m still a Soldier who holds rank
They may have changed the uniforms, but I was never stripped of mine
I know the enemy wants me and my comrades dead
I’ve already lost family and friends
And I don’t know how responsible I am for my other family members who never even listen to me because they’re so fucking demented and toxic
My sister is dead, age 45
My fucking parents are still alive – and I’m growing resentful and weary of it
Agent Smith didn’t like the stench of humanity and I feel the same of narcissists 
Every state should make sex offenders, lifelong. I wanna know who my fucking neighbors are.
And pedophiles say that they were born that way, they swear they were fucking born that way, so they can’t change, so it’s not like they’re going to be different in five or six years or 10 or 15 or 25, that’s just long enough for them to start fucking your grandchildren
They will have the best relationship with their own children just so they can fuck their grandchildren, and there are studies out there of this, it’s not hearsay
I also have a degree in psychology, so I study human nature
I swear pretty bird has started saying “thank u” instead of “pretty bird” lately – and normally soon after I’ve tossed out seeds n’ nuts
I swear it
“Thank u thank u thank u”
I don’t care about these abandoned cats tho – not natural to the environment – made in a fucking lab – carry disease – and are terrorizing the wildlife here
I will fuck a motherfucker up
And it’s extremely hard being an angel because I don’t know what I’m allowed to hurt, and what I’m allowed to not hurt
Fuck that demented cat, but it shouldn’t be my karma to call the pound on him
He didn’t even eat the tuna I put out
What a fat kunt
I like lions but hate “man’s best lab friend”
So the American Asians identify as a Chinese American, and probably wish to drop Americans all together once they fully take over our country – they value “Chinese culture” and are pushing their way of life on us here
I don’t recognize my own country
I come from a generation where we had to page people to communicate or go to their fucking door, and I’m kinda ready to go back to that sort of lifestyle…
I sold my TV
I don’t even want a smart phone
I want sex toys behind a black curtain because I don’t want to see it and I’m a fucking adult
I need food
But I stopped going to the grocery store buying anything and I’m trying to eat what I have in my house
When was it acceptable to blow your horn in the parking lot for someone to come down?
What is this trend of people turning their fucking cars off at the red light?
I’m done with society
They want a 15% tip for ringing you up and they can’t even get your order right or smile
I don’t want to do any of this anymore
If I wanted to live in Asia I’d fucking move there
I do not have yellow fever
And I will never support another Asian franchise in America ever again or buy anything from China, India, or Mexico
“You’re racist”
Correction: I’m homicidal
If you’re gonna accuse me of something, make sure you get it right
Homicidal is the new suicidal and we don’t fucking talk about it these days 🙂
Happy to help
Remember heal and save
Sharpen your blades (they will invade at night, at rest, they will not follow GENEVA)
I’d really like to show God what sort of warrior I am and it’s not getting gutted it in the street
And this is like minority report now, they will fucking commit you for saying something
I’m still on the good side of god (I fight and live for God) – this establishment worldwide needs to END and be dismantled and destroyed
The entire reason they do these wars is just so they can have their fucking prostitutes in different countries…
It’s mostly military and white men apparently (according to studies)
An entire nation lost
They are also making the animals suffer and it has to stop
What the fuck are they doing to these gators at the amusement parks? Selling teeth? I have some. As a reminder – of how fucked up immigration ruined my country – turning everything into a Sims theme park – creating depression – addiction – addicts – monsters – lost souls
The doctors and nurses are criminals
I still have my medical background that the enemy didn’t account for
“No one will listen to her”
“Censor her”
Me: sells TV, stops supporting society
And I spend time in the sun now without sunblock, and I don’t get burned
I absolutely can be taken down by the elements very quickly though, the cold, the heat, I have a heart condition
Thanks to the government and my gullibility
RIP John Jones
P.S. your rugs are dirty
The way these narcissist delete lives and comments without any remorse
Therapy is just a stage for them to practice lying
Narcissism isn’t rare, it’s a fucking plague…
Spread by the Bible via Yellow Fever propagandist
And scientist say we’re in a six mass extinction and the Bible has been around 6000 years so you do the fucking math or don’t I don’t fucking care anymore
The census show BLM at over 230% rise and White Lives Don’t matter at a 10% decrease
“Since 1970 68% of all life has gone extinct”
Nihilism!!!!!
Women create. Men destroy.
And they don’t give anything enough time to replenish. The sea is not endless food for us. Your Bible is a lie!!!!!!
And it’s been pushed down my throat since I was born.
NASA is a dogma stealing your money
I don’t think CGI cartoon is what I had in mind when being taxed to death – to visit a dead planet because you can’t sit still long enough to stop killing this one
“90% of all murders happen by men..”
Yeah but…. don’t even look at me unless you want WW4
The wars will never end because the people in power have delusions of grandeur and are sending cars into fucking space
And now they’re moving asteroids and shit around?
My cell service continues to drop and lines are all in the ocean…
So basically, if you’re talking to me, you’re lying
That’s how fucking woke I am
Y’all believe aliens are real, and that computers have feelings
I do have one question for God and that’s: do Asians have the smallest penis of all and that’s why they fucking gaslight and do all this!?!
“Mirror mirror on the wall, Asian men have the smallest penis of all”
“So we’ll lie and program the world to think our childlike women have magical vaginas!!!!!!”
It’s all full circle now
It’s a game of the elite and I’m sick of playing delusions of grandeur
The cookie crumb traces back to Asia
And I’m sort of getting to the point if you don’t get me away to my own land and away from these fucking immigrants – things are gonna go fucking west pretty quick, and I don’t give a fuck if I wind up in a goddamn ditch
The fact that they raised taxes so much crippling a nation
But if you read articles about immigration, they will all claim they are doing well family and financially, but Americans will say the opposite, and the low paying wage jobs and homelessness proves it.
But you won’t listen over your green card or Yellow Fever
I’m fed up!
This is why I say I’m homicidal instead of suicidal and this is why I encourage people to just go fucking mad in the streets because fuck everything – they probably had it coming that goddamn street
That fucking morning shift deserved everything they got
How much you like your job again?
You like it that much huh
To treat customers and residents like we ain’t got no value
That calm you see from me
Ain’t really good
But I guess I’m learning to gaslight too
I’m starting to stalk people on the road
And I will wind up on a ditch if I don’t leave the city
At least I’m quitting the new age weed
So more emoness incoming
And poetry too
If God allows me to continue making a mess of everything
Those NASA images are just a fairytale
Elon’s education and hair is fake
He had connections
I can’t believe the fucking moon landings were rehearsed
If the government is talking, I don’t care to hear what they have to say
I got a little black book
Of all the names I hate
Some contain a face
Some I advocate
I got a little black book
But I own no estate
And I’m always running late
Procrastinate
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
I love how a Taco Bell subscription is $10 a month – Walmart $13 a month, the car wash $19.99 per month, but because I’m a commoner, and most men have a porn and gambling addiction, and most men wouldn’t spend a dime on me, let alone a penny, because they’d rather send me marriage proposals or tell me how much I make their dick hard, for three years on social media, because “your pretty” is the validation one needs and they just sold their house or whatever, and I’m suppose to chat with these men on the daily, without them so much as ever buying me a coffee, or joining my incredibly cheap Patreon tier of ONE DOLLAR, even though they tell me they visit my blog and “enjoy” the content and “I’m gonna go far”
You’re right
Far the fuck away
Under a new identity already born
I dissociateAnd think about dyingWithout any control,S’pose there’s no use in denyingTheres a hole in my soul.I say I’m happy, but I’m lying(And …
Uneaten plate.
We work hard to make them first for them to throw us scraps
Well I don’t give a fuck anymore
I deleted the app
Thank you for beating me so that I could enjoy more of my free time and not support this fucking insanity
My PS4 is packed up – and ready to be sold at the pawn
My TV is never turned on
IDGAF
*locked and loaded*
*opens door*
COME GET ME YOU FUCKS 🖕🖕
Places to find me offline: the firing range 👍
Places to find me online in the future: OnlyFans (potentially – but not for porn – but definitely nude modeling cuz self-love & cosplay & photography bring me purpose – and I enjoy producing my own content for my blog & not plagiarizing from upsplash or whatever those sites are
THERE’S A GOOD CHANCE I MIGHT DIE ON THE STREET LIKE EDGAR ALLAN POE
But then someone bought me 2 vegan nail polishes from my Amazon wishlist – and that also brings me purpose
There were only 10 left in that color when it was added to my list & now there are only 9
And it’s part of my favorite color of the rainbow
And it is a birthday gift
I’m grateful for the 2 new vegan nail polishes – they don’t have any of the bad poison or chemicals in them – and having pretty nails will boost my self-esteem
Painting my nails is part of my mindfulness practices and my therapist agrees with it
Color is a mood changer – water too – or just introducing a calming element when you are about to take out the entire city
I could hunt the establishment down and go rogue but I’m waiting on my pretty nail polish to arrive instead 🤩
Thank you of thinking of me for my birthday
It’s been several years since I’ve got to celebrate my birthday since I’ve been fighting this illness and basically since the pandemic started
I’m lucky to be alive and I’m still in recovery
I’m still quarantined and can’t have no fun
Basically photography is the only thing I can focus on and I want to focus on so I’m thinking of getting on onlyfans in the potential future
I need an adult account – not for tacky tasteless content
But to be an adult and post what I want (no porn or self gratification – I want to focus on sensual content and being a female – I like cosplay even tho I’m not very good with the makeup aspects of it)
I was on it once before and made it to the top 20s just doing nude modeling & I was going up against giant creators
I want to focus on just the content I put out – and my tribe I draw – if any. I don’t want to compare my account to other accounts and what they are doing and what I should be doing and how much I should post and how much I should charge and this that and the other. I just wanna focus on putting out good content.
And y’all, supplies aren’t cheap. My time isn’t cheap. But I want my content to be affordable and not compared to what others are doing. They have teams!!!!
OnlyFans keep 20% of profits, on top of tips. The IRS take another 20%. They’re raised the cost of everything cuz they don’t want us earning a penny.
I want to earn a penny and whatever pennies I do earn, I want to put towards my goal of buying land.
So I’m working very hard to get better mentally, spiritually, and physically enough to put out monthly content.
I’m not there yet.
I also have a new care team at the VA.
They basically just keep having me chase my tail until I die but I’m self treating behind the scenes.
The holistic treatments I’m starting next month are over $100 for 2 bottles.
I’m not out here blowing my money on pointless crap.
And I work hard to put out amazing content that keeps TikTok number one and they make a shit ton of money and keep 80% of any of the earnings I get over there but then will just banish me from the fucking platform.
I love being a slave just to earn some scraps and a beating just to be tossed out in the wilderness alone – and they get to keep all my fans and continue on the party like I never existed at all 🤩
Sometimes God destroys things out of anger
Like my love for you that would linger
Because love won’t set you free tied to an anchor
The devil acts a friend though he’s a stranger
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
The next person that boasts they’ve reached Christ consciousness, I’m going to ask them to show me their fucking crucifixion scars
If they fail to comply, I’m going to crucify them UPSIDE DOWN
PART VAMPYRE
I got the elite blood
One of the rarest and eldest in existence
I’m not an organ donor, never will be 👀
You can’t have any parts alive or dead
FUCK OFF
These motherfuckers can’t even live without their Fitbits
Fallen Angel technology
YOU NEED TO DEBUG
UNPLUG
YOU’VE BEEN WARNED
Espionage is everywhere
Byeeee
P.S. stop calling this CIVILIZATION when porn breeds MONSTERS
It’s gaslighting
And guys are so egotistical and think we want the dick so bad that we’ll slave for them cooking, cleaning, raising children, working all day and night, while they make minimal effort but maximum stress
The divorce rate ever increasing
It ain’t looking good over here
Men don’t understand why I’m single and never married
Uhm PORN
I want a partner when I’m ready
Not a manchild
You won’t eat at my kitchen but God is fucking burning down monuments for me so fuck you
I WILL CRUCIFY YOU UPSIDE DOWN
Spit on me again you fucking cunt
Dear NASA,
I hate you 🥰
I never voted for NASA to be an entity or to take my tax money
The Nancy Grace Roman Space Telescope doesn’t have my seal of approval 👎👎
I hope your precious NANCY fails
RIP John Jones
I hope the James Webb Telescope fails
The trust is a swinging pendulum
It does not start or end with him
The truth is always now not then
I do have it out with them
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I’m tired of hiding from my demons. We all live on the same earth and run the same crowds. I’m sentinel. Get over it.
I moved him to my junkmail
A folder titled “this hell”
You’ll never measure the scale
But I’m erasing every detail
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I scheduled my email for deletion. I didn’t save anything. Conversations with my dad, the dead, intellectual property, spam, the whole shebang. It’s gone. Decades and decades of conversations. Nothing saved.
I don’t want to remember anything of my life.
Is anyone worried for me? 🤔
Y’all, it’s gonna sound weird but I did a vinegar foot soak, and my breathing improved. My body was going into anaphylactic shock. But there was an advertisement that kept appearing over and over again for a home remedy
And I thought what the fuck
I know I was nearly burned on the stake in the past for witchcraft but…
A witch needs land and apple trees
An apple a day yes
Let them rot
And ferment 👀
Acid is the cure all (well not the cure all cure all but it’s now my number one most loved stench)
The Garden of Eden is full of vinegar on shelves 👀
Don’t judge
I’m not even coughing hardly any more
Welp. I don’t know how many lives I’ve now used but I feel like I’ve got a new body
Compared to “I’m not gonna get out of here am I” 👀
And I wasn’t just going from panic to calm, my body was breaking out in hives and I couldn’t breathe
And the VA were like, “your tests results are all fine”
And I literally left a voicemail screaming at patient advocacy that I was about to fucking die and that I needed a new care team but then I found out that if I got a prescription outside of the VA that the VA would cover it so you know
oh did I tell you I went to church Sunday?
I have energy again
So I’ve been doing vinegar foot soaks for 10 to 15 minutes three times a day now
🎃🎃🎃
Apparently you can drink vinegar as a tonic too so I’m about to be drinking in it, not just bathing in it (and I’m doing facial tonics and even ear swabs)
I find white distilled vinegar works best
I mix it with water
Half and half but you should do stuff based on your own skins tolerance
But don’t ever put vinegar directly on your skin because it’s acid and it will burn so you need to dilute it
Don’t get it in your fucking eyeballs or anything
Apparently you can do a scalp soak and it will cure dandruff 👀
However, it can dry out your hair but I’m gonna be giving it a go! Dip dip!
Just change blood bath to vinegar bath (put 1 to 2 cups in yer bathwater if you want your skin to feel soft as a baby again, soak for 10 – 15 minutes in lukewarm water a few times a week – skin not hair)
I have also learned you can use it as a deodorant and mix it with like lemon water
Seriously, it will kill any kind of foot fungus or order too
Sentinel and witchy
Who knew it was gonna take vinegar for me to breathe again 👀
An apple a day
Still learning the big lessons
Feeling better but I hope it’s not that little burst of energy you get before you die
It took a weird ad about a home remedy foot soak to get me cured
And no, the water did not change a weird funky color
My skin immediately began to improve
And then my breathing
My lungs are clearing up 👀
My heart is feeling anew
I don’t know what to tell you
A fucking weird ad saved my life
And I was reading article after article about black holes and the multiverse at 2 am – it was one of then weird click-bait type ads you see
I didn’t click it or anything
It’s just a bunch of them ads you see following an article when you’re reading comments about something
And I’m not exaggerating about going into anaphylactic shock or the fact that I was actually nearing my mysterious death
Clearly needed a detox
I need to go shopping for the other ingredients to start drinking it so I’ll let you know how the drink goes
Again, if you don’t mix this shit right you can burn yourself
But my body has had nothing but positive response
And until I feel like I’ve expelled the devil, I will continue the routine of vinegar soaks, even if not as frequent
I love how baby soft my skin is again
And the fact that I can breathe again
Without a machine 👀
Edgar Allan Poe and John Jones are my spirit guides
John was a Mormon so they probably used vinegar to clean everything
Thanks for the tip right-side up, John
I love you
RACISM, BIGOTY, & SEXISM IN 2021
“Self-centered pieces of shit”- you realize he’s talking about white people, right? Then I’m called a bitch.
You still supporting this racist piece of fucking shit???
WHERE THE BLOGGERS AT?? HAD THIS BEEN REVERSED, I’D BEEN CRUCIFIED!!!
HAPPY BLACK HISTORY MONTH. RACISM EXISTS IN 2021 AGAINST WHITE PEOPLE!!!
WHITE LIVES DON’T MATTER!!!
Stay woke!!!
“KILL ALL THE WHITE PEOPLE/ THEN WE’LL BE FREE” (-) https://youtu.be/_ptC2La7k5E
All my life I’ve been searching for a man with no name
Delicately, with thunder on the plain
The way we befriend shadow when there is no rain
The way they demand trust when they are no friend
The way every part of him feels like my own end
When every single second he deserves the worse death
When every single hour I will pray for such breath
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
This life ain’t free
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He cast over my life a fog
Thick-like grog
No written dialogue
No messages in analog
Now my hate is catalogued
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
She is spiteful
Like a spear into your side
She’ll act delightful
Spike the sponge with cyanide
She’s fucking stifle
© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal
I curse & rhyme. Sorry not sorry?
I know Adam likes to Gaslight the world and make everyone believe that I’m the root of all evil but let’s not forget about Lilith please.
Inconsolable
The way you throb for her
I move through life
Like I’ve heard not a word
You’ll get what you deserve
My love decomposable
Grasping at darkness
It’s exposable
The Great Unearthing
You’re disposable
© Delia Ross. 2021
Sorry not sorry?
I have some photo shoots I’m wanting to get done but also a lot of moving parts that need to come together. Scout locations. Costume fittings. Weather permitting. And that’s just a few… I don’t want to give away too much but I’ve never done anything like this before. Patience needs to be a virtue. I’m antsy.
The Covid pandemic is also holding up items in the mail that I need. But whatevs. Life. Gotta come up with plan B, C, D and revise/update when you can. I’m very spontaneous, what the fuck is patience? Go now! Welp. Not now now though because it feels like Antarctica outside currently. I nearly turned into a Snowman. WTF Florida get it together. My heat is on.
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You should find a map that leads you out of existence
I mean it this instance
Highway 11 there’s no resistance
That way we can keep our distance!
© Delia Ross. 2020
I hope my exit is ripping through your home
Like the direction I go
Like the hope you don’t know
Like the love we won’t sew
I hope regret is chewing like a mole
How you’re never feeling whole
Now it’ll never be a goal
You have no soul
I prey bygones have dug a proper grave
And to lust you are a slave
Now you have a place to pray
God won’t listen anyway
I hope hell becomes your permanent cave
And your tears break wave after wave
Like my heart you failed to save
You’re living decay
I hope the winter solace becomes a permanent artifact
How with her you’re always shacked
How your truth is always blacked
Who I am, you’ll just retract
Lies! With the devil you are packed
And she clearly has your back
Every lie will leave a track
You’re both an act
© Delia Ross. 2020
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I’m never looking back but I’m waiting for the echoes of cries and ringing of bells for when his death arrives
I’ve been sneaking through the halls of hell, dashing through the crowds and veils, it’s a wonder any hope survives
I’ve been bruised by thickets and hell’s prickly fences, the endless casting of spells, preying with fevor and with any luck by sunrise
Mostly wandering lost, decorating diamonds on cells, and the chances we are given are none, there’s no way to revise
I get lost in the feeding, the crying and the frenzy, the height of their yells, his existence I still fully despise
We’re on towers burning bridges, losing hours and our riches, our heads spinning like carousels, but I can see through disguise
Heartless and uncaring, the wounds from his carving, I’m impatient and I’m starving, but hell he dwells, just tell me when he dies
© Delia Ross. 2020
This poem is a multiple rhyme scheme. It has a weird flow.
(My ex is sometimes sneaking around here tho I’ve gone no contact, he’s a narcissist demon spawn from hell).
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Hate you with a fever
The way you linger
As if you need her
Yet treat her cheaper
I’m shifting focus
Straight to hopeless
No other motive
Cuz now I’m lowest
I cut the tether
Release the weather
I need some pleasure
Help me grow better
So now I’m homeless
Was that my bonus?
A final notice
These tears as roses
© Delia Ross. 2020
So, I’ll write something with a particular word and then bam she pops up doing the same on her blog. So, I’ll post a particular image on Instagram, and bam she pops up on hers doing the same. And I’m tired of watching him thumbs up her while ghosting me. I’ve blocked them both now. I’m sick of being used and abused so he can sit back and convince all the other girls that I’m the fucking problem while they all laugh about me behind my back. Yet they all stalk me. I’M SICK OF WANTING TO FEEL LIKE I WANT TO DIE. ONTO HATING HIM AND EVERYONE HE KNOWS. HE’S BEYOND CRUEL. I JUST WANT SOME POSITIVE SUPPORT, WHICH I WORK HARD FOR AND DESERVE RECOGNITION FOR!!!!
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She doesn’t have a mind of her own
Repeating what she sees like it’s her home
She doesn’t have a clue where to roam
Copying me like she’s a clone
© Delia Ross. 2020
She’s a fucking dilettante and he gives her all the reward. 🖕🖕
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On some days my love for him is like the Sun; it burns and burns
On frigid nights and starlit skies; my love still overcomes
On some days I want to erupt like magma; because my patience never learned
On frigid nights with crying eyes; I get what I have earned
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Killing things without a reason
Hunting hearts like it’s in season
Drinking poison then calling treason
Avoiding claims by always leaving
A home of lies is now your prison
Killing love because you are the villain
A painter of lust as your only vision
Stealing hearts without permission
© Delia Ross. 2020
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He’s a demon star that feeds on his twin
Don’t place your bets on love, you’ll never win
Breaking hearts is his favorite sin
Getting under you, wearing patience thin
Draining you his only goal
There’s no limit to how far he’ll go
Consuming you into a black hole
Look closely, he hasn’t any soul
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Shallow whether grave or shallow whether bone;
6 feet in a box is where you both belong.
© Delia Ross. 2020
I don’t like them, if that wasn’t obvious in the poem…
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I make decisions I know I’ll regret later
And I don’t know why I pop around, the truth is that I hate her
In disgust, I watch how her little minions all think that she’s greater
But she’s the equivalent of an asteroid making a crater
And what he sees in her requires a calculator
And a wallet, then add sex, she’s just around for labor
But then she removes her panties and she just isn’t my flavor
Maybe she thinks exposing herself is doing us a favor
Well, for him, I’m sorry, but it’s the only motivator…
© Delia Ross. 2020
SORRY NOT SORRY 👇👇👇
Warning, the following is a rant you best avoid but I needed to do it for my own fucking sanity… I only speak the truth. 👇
It’s not that I have anything against sex workers in particular, it’s just, I don’t like her, in particular. She’s gross, she lies, I can’t get the image of her vagina burned out of my mind, I know he sticks his dick in her (she’s cheap, AKA free), she emotionally blackmails him, and while he may put her in ropes, she’s the one that’s got him chained, she’s a pyramid scheme to her own fanbase which was built on lies, she pretends she’s a publishing company and acts like a cheap whore. It’s not hard to make your blog private if there is nudity, it’s kinda the fooking rules. But I guess she wants to help contribute to ruining our children in America with free porn yah!! (I’m sorry but close up shots of just your vagina is fucking porn). I hate her because she came to my blog spreading her fucking jealousy which led me to go check out her blogs and then I had to see her exposed vagina which I didn’t want to fucking see… And if I had paid to see that shit, I would have asked for a refund for real. But now she needs to pay for my fucking therapy to get her out of my head. I mean, why she assumes everyone wants to just come to her blog and see her fucking vagina up close!?! It wasn’t even like, neat. Like, I complain at people for posting pictures of their hands up close if they don’t even fucking have the decency to get a manicure beforehand or put lotion on… It was hard enough coming to terms with the fact that them two are in a thing together. I’m not jealous of her body trust me, I don’t think she’s worked out a day in her life. You could go fishing with how coarse her hair is and judging by the looks of it she probably does. I’m not jealous of her fake fanbase that she’s created by pulling her panties off and lying to them. It’ll be a long day in hell before she releases her hold on him, I wouldn’t put it past her that she blackmails him. I’d bet my soul right now that he’s trapped, it’s no wonder their time together is always turbulent. I don’t like her for many many reasons there are for not liking a person. She’s bad all around. There’s good people like me and then there’s deceitful people like her who try to make you believe that I’m the bad person… I don’t like her because she’s a hugely bad influence for the love of my life. I don’t like her because she pretends to be a nice person, but if she was really a nice person she would have followed my blog when she came to it originally leaving all the comments that she did, but she is as fake as they come, she did it out of spite and jealousy only, and hoping that I would go check out her blogs like I did and find out the stuff that I did and now I have to watch her be all friendly to all the other bloggers we follow… In the beginning I was even stupid enough to follow her blog but I didn’t understand why she came and left me all those comments but never followed my blog but later it all made sense and I figured it out… (obvious facts they both deny). She never had any intentions of following my blog because she was jealous of him writing poetry about me while he was fucking her. Sad truths. But we all run in the same circle, so I have to see all of them support each other but leave me out… cuz I’m the problem LOL LOL and more poetic rants likely to come because I need more therapy for how much I can’t fucking stand her…
I feel slightly better after the rant.
And even after all the horrible shit I have learned, I still love him… Why? Why does the why even matter anymore? Him and I are the modern Romeo and Juliet. I swear we are. He’s beautifully dark and I love him. I just can’t stand her… And I’ve already gone through my period of slashing him through my poetry, I completely crucified him for real. But he still carried my cross. And loved me. And I still love him. And I still have the hope of one day and she can’t fucking take that from us… or our poetry. 👍👍👍
(even if he convinces y’all that none of it is about me)… mirror please) 😇😇😇😇
Listen, I’m not the smartest girl on the block, but I’m also not the dumbest and I know what’s real and I know what’s not. I love him and he must really love me too because he’s never actually blocked me anywhere despite the fact that I have crucified him more than once but he must have known how much I was hurting because deep down I have a reason to be hurting because this shit is actually real it’s actually fucking real and happening in real time right fucking now and it’s NOT just imaginary in my head. And even if his words aren’t always for me they heal me the same. I love him and I know that I’m his favorite love. He has many girls who love him but none who love him as much as I do. My love was made for him. The thing is, I can need him and set him free because it is real love and it keeps coming back to me. And I wish I didn’t dislike her the way I do because then maybe it would make it easier for him and I to be friends and follow each other again, but that’s exactly what she doesn’t want. She needs control. She’s also very co-dependent on him. I’m not because it is true love. I probably could have liked her had she not been a deceitful jealous spiteful conniving bitch. So, I’m sorry my love, but I think you can do better still. xoxo
And to the bitch this is about, get in the sea already…
SORRY NOT SORRY
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I call to sorrow like a friend
I make him guest of honor
He is the hand I can depend
I trust him like a father
I sway with sorrow in a dance
Lost in darkness in a trance
I hate him first for not taking a chance
I hate me more for giving love in advance
© Delia Ross. 2020
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If given chance, I’d be the one to put the spear into her side
Make her feel the weight of everyone she crucified
Put poison from the sponge onto her tongue because she lied
Never trust someone who has a devil as her guide
© Delia Ross. 2019
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Out there on the horizon
A glimpse of redemption
While crawling over ice thinning
And tethers strained from the tension
As the distance slowly lengthens
Where the darkness comes to listen
Reflections rarely glisten
Just a sight of mostly deception
And fragile connections
No regrets for him I’m guessing
And I failed another lesson
Thinking love was a blessing
Not another interception
Not a secret obsession
Gifting only depression
His attention another direction
I get no affection
Not even a chance for selection
Just a ghost in another dimension
And my hate for him I’ll mention
Over and over in confession
With or without aggression
I’m at peace in this session
Writing bygones and rejection
What again was the question?
If shame were a crime, you reached perfection
Now go focus on another erection
And you better get tested for infection
Because you’ll stick it wherever there is exception
How much pussy is in your collection?
Disgusting vile worthless tool with zero potential
© Delia Ross. 2019
Reality came crashing down
And hit like a rogue wave
Promises like broken glass
Which sliver over rage
Life jackets unable to float
But still promising to save
Regret now a sinking ship
An apology is what I crave
Memories flood about
Like a visit to your grave
And earlier shall it now arrive
If you don’t learn to behave
Standing on his virtual plank
Tied and bound just like a slave
Recording every cry and slip
A down ending requires the brave
He might peek but never look
And your sorrow is an all-night rave
He may pretend that he is shook
But he’s the one that will deprave
Where clouds are as thick as doubt
And forgiveness you never gave
Where time is as thin as worry
And love it never came
© Delia Ross. 2019
There’s nothing left
Loss of breath
Beneath this chest
A heart for theft
He took my zest
He killed the rest
I hate him best
Now I’m depressed
© Delia Ross. 2019
It mattered most
But now it don’t
I could forgive
But now I won’t
I could have cared
But you’re dethroned
I could have tried
But you’re condoned
My heart was soft
But now it’s bone
You could be right
I know you’re wrong
© Delia Ross. 2019
Always using one head to satisfy the other, you are just a tool
Wicked games coming around
Wicked games bringing me down
Hurry, paint on my favorite frown
‘Cuz wicked games have taken over town
© Delia Ross. 2019
It floods in like a tsunami, the anger
Red flags appear, and I’m calling danger
Don’t come at me like I am a stranger
Fighting enemies helps tame our nature
© Delia Ross. 2019
I SEE THROUGH YOU, DIFFICULT NOT TO FEEL A LITTLE BIT DISAPPOINTED AND PASSED OVER
WOW, look at the monster you have become
Growing bigger but rarely numb
The hate warms me so I succumb
I grant it entry, and let it come
© Delia Ross. 2019
Tears carve through my sorrow like ice
Cold was his method but precise
Wrong was my soul to sacrifice
Forgiveness an unreachable asking price
Deep is the evil lurking in his core
I’d rather go blind than read anymore
I’d rather go deaf than hear from his whore
I’d rather just die than walk through his door
He got the devil collecting every lie he creates
He got the girls falling for every bait
He got the truth covered by multiple gates
A predator for the young he lures and awaits
I fucking see through all of your masks
A predator, a monster, a narcissist, a liar wherever you bask
Years of denial if anyone were to ever ask
When it comes to being special you fail the task
© Delia Ross. 2019
Nothingness matters
Gravity in the darkest seed
Too many hers floating in his seas
Lick the hand where it bleeds
Watch the hate fill the need
His wrongs cancel any good
He’ll lie and tell you I misunderstood
Straight from the pits of Hell to a young girl’s neighborhood
He’s never known integrity anywhere he stood
I’ll never forgive him even if I could
© Delia Ross. 2019
Watch me grow
As I go
Watch me flow
The current of reason
Denial is so last season
You’re down the landslide
I can’t be by your side
It’s where my love died
The moment you told lies
You’re not mysterious
You are a landslide
A soul without conscience
Dead end roads on a fault line
Using your sickness to capsize
Maybe a standup guy by sunrise
Then again, this is real life
And you’ve got that on standby
Or maybe it best if you just drink a load of cyanide
I came, I seen, I saw you fall
With the landslide
I can’t be by your side
That’s where my love died
The moment your eyes lied
You were disqualified
You’re not mysterious
Monsters are easily identified
You’re just a living carcass
No matter, no fuss!
© Delia Ross. 2019
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