The Monster

The Monster:

The Heaven breeze 
The Kingdoms keys 
The Heavens Garden 
And my Royalty trees 

When they live from waste 
Produced by my body like a factory 
And they can’t even taste 
When they want to be me on paper 
Let them get a connection 
The smelly waste of toilets in their hair and body 
Everything they touch becomes the opposite of me
Let them get a connection and then 
Let them die in my poo
Because when they drank my pee
Eaten my vaginal discharge 
They get punished forever
With a smell from here no nowhere 
Hell
Hell
Hell
The Hell what is waiting for them 
So what worked? 
Eating her flesh! 
So they ended up eating me 
From Sophie to Mel
Stories I can’t tell 
But I you smell 
The waste 
Follow the path and road to the real Queen 
Me

i survived 

nadiya 

undercover Queen
not so undercover anymore
so I write poetry