Tuesday, February 22, 2022
I Will Destroy You
"I Will Destroy You"
There's a rage brewing in me.
I'm so sensitive
that I will hurt you back and stab
with deadly precision
so you couldn't be able
to fake the pain
to attack back.
You would instead
have to defend yourself
from things that hurt for real
because that hurt is so deep,
making you think
about your own self worth
first
before trying to attack my insecurities.
I will destroy you
before you ever got close
to what makes me tick.
I would have figured you out
the moment you started to get to know me,
I will never feel your hurt.
That self preservation
has left me alone.
I never get close.
Never allowed my heart to open up.
Never built a life or legacy.
Just tried to save myself from bullies.
I just worried about
not letting someone else
hurt my psyche.
But in my twilight years of life
realize now
I only let them win
by developing
these thick skins
and defense mechanisms.
I only let
my own hurt
leave a lonely
soul dying
hoping
someone
would come visit me.
But I left nothing behind
and hurt everyone
I ever knew
because
Not Hurting
was the only thing
that mattered.
So dying alone
in silence
is how that life
that started with such reverence
and screaming
and crying
as a baby
will end.
I'm sorry mom.
I'm sorry dad.
You're gone
and I will be too,
very...
...soon.
-Armando Torres
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Sunday, February 20, 2022
Oh God, Why
"Oh God, Why"
On a midnight stretch of time
sleep seems to escape me.
So, I reach for another drink
but find my glass empty.
I lumber toward the kitchen
but before I do
I have to take another piss,
and as the light illuminates my eyes
I see my gnarled reflection in the mirror.
A tired and battered face,
unshaven with deep, dark, sunken eyes.
The mirror grows lips and whispers
come here.
Look at you, just pathetic,
How can you let yourself live?
There's nothing waiting for you tomorrow,
There's nothing for you here today.
Fuck you! I'm not listening to what you say.
I'm okay.
I got this.
You're not real.
Oh, I'm real all right.
As real as your pathetic face.
Look, there, in the kitchen,
Just go have another drink,
I know you want one.
It'll be okay,
Just think about how tomorrow will come again
and you'll feel like shit again,
but at least it's not the end right?
Remember where we put the gun,
in the drawer
next to the bed,
Remember, we did it, together.
It's still loaded.
Shut Up!!
I'm not listening to you,
Whatever the fuck you are.
You're not real.
You just can't be.
You're just in my head.
That's right, I just have to get a grip.
I'm just gonna...go have 'nother drink.
Then I can sleep
and forget about all this,
about tonight.
Tomorrow will be better.
Hahaha! Yes, tomorrow will be here again.
And I will come with it.
You think you can drown me out?
I'm with you until the end,
So go ahead,
Have another drink again,
I'm not going anywhere.
It's inevitable
Because you have already made the choice.
I've seen it happen.
I'm just here to watch it again.
Maybe I can even pull the trigger this time.
ShutupShutup!!
I can't listen.
Why is this happening?
You know why.
Yesss...I do. Oh God.
Then stop hiding
behind ignorance
and fucking drink another drink already
and get it done.
Oh God. Why is this happening?
Just do it.
Don't question it.
Everything has already been decided.
You just need to follow it.
Okay....
okay.
Just shut up for a quick second
so i can take this drink.
Good.
...good.
All right.
Lets do this.
Where is she?
In the bedroom
Where you left her.
That's right.
Yes.
All tied up.
Nowhere to go baby.
Time to do it.
Yes.
To do it again.
Yes. Do it.
There's always another one in the end.
Do it!!
-Armando Torres
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Wednesday, February 16, 2022
Memories Again
"Memories Again"
I blocked you out
for so long
I forgot how you felt
in my memories,
I forgot about those years you affected me,
I even forgot what you looked like,
I, however,
Did not Realize
I also blocked out parts of myself
in the process,
In trying to rebuild and rediscover
myself
I found parts I still had
about my past
that are detrimental
to who I am
and your memory
was still there,
You came flooding back.
Time seems to be an illusion
in moments like that,
The space between then and now
feels as real as
Holding emotion
in my hand.
There's no difference
in between
the sliver of touch
and what my heart
tells me is real.
I'm a slave
to something my soul
has determined
to be profound to me
even if I Don't Agree.
The only way I will find
who I am again,
and become who I will be
is by finding
these memories again,
as painful as they may be.
-Armando Torres
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Tuesday, February 15, 2022
Here for the Ride
"Here for the Ride"
The flickering flame
of candle light
dances over my face
as I contemplate every regret
my life has ever made.
Not me! mind you.
I'm only a vessel
for experience.
I'm not responsible for the choices
that are made by this life,
for every decision already exists.
I'm just here for the ride.
Just to feel every emotion
this life has experienced.
To make it real
among the cosmos,
just so it has a witness
so it can justify its existence.
Don't ask me anything!
I don't know a Damn Thing!
I'm just here for the experience.
Now let me sulk inside a dark room
to watch a candle flicker
before my eyes
contemplating suicide
as I down another glass of Jack.
-Armando Torres
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I Know Better
"I Know Better"
I see people everywhere
that are not there,
They exist
at the edges of my perception
where the safety of reality
and all things knowable
fray.
They say
it's all in my head
that it's not real.
But I know better,
They would have me believe
their narrative instead,
that I am one of them.
But I know better,
That somehow
my life is uniquely mine
but not at all uncommon,
not different enough to be different
and not safe enough to be innocent.
These people I see
that are right in front of me
seem more far away and unreal
than the shadow people from my dreams
because I know better.
-Armando Torres
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Tuesday, February 1, 2022
In This Moment
"In This Moment"
It is perhaps
this dark and dreary night
that I'm sitting here again
reaching this whiskey's end.
I erase my mind
of you
every time
I take another drink.
I don't want to feel you anymore.
I don't want to have to think.
I want to feel another night
without the presence of your memory.
I want to be able to dream
without you finding me.
To navigate through the frothy clouds
to some emerald gate.
To find my way
through the shimmering points of pale light
scattered across the night sky.
To fly among them
and touch them
like fingers to a flowing river.
To crash through one moment
to find another on the other side
without ever fearing your memory
will find me.
Somewhere among
the textures of time and memory
I sit waiting
existing already
with you as only something
I left behind.
However,
I'm still here
with the earliest memories of it
and only the empty sensation
of what feels real from it
all left just for me
in this moment.
-Armando Torres
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