Stefan Huth

Stefan Huth Poems

When you call us Toxic...
We acting so Moronic,
So Demonic,
So Poisonic...
...

I suck your blood
I suck you dry
You are just a fly
And now you cry
...

Your body is poisoned
No need to pretend,
No need to understand,
Will this be the end?
...

You are trapped
You are wrapped
You are perplexed
You are perhaps
...

I will let the wounds heal.
I love to be an angel.
Life makes me feel like a devil.
Don't wish it to be that way,
...

Bitter
Bitter
Bitter
...

Why me, oh why me, I did nothing wrong.
I didn't know, why mother did die.
All I know by now, is that humans don't belong.
They were cruel to me, but I don't wish to cry.
...

Our teeth are sharp
Our fingers are clingy
Our ears are tall
Our eyes are red
...

Are we just a fantasy,
in your wildest dreams,
or could we be reality,
when we hear your screams?
...

It's all a facade
A big masquerade
To make people believe
Not being robbed by thieves
...

Have you ever heard
About ideology
It could all be a bad dream
And then you wake up
...

Stefan Huth Biography

Recently turned 30 and quit my job and it made me questioning my life more, although that's been the case as well before.)

The Best Poem Of Stefan Huth

The Scream Of Toxicity

When you call us Toxic...
We acting so Moronic,
So Demonic,
So Poisonic...

Our Scream,
Makes ears Bleed.
We are just a Freak,
In your View, at least...

Pushed away like a Stranger,
Treated like an usual Foreigner...

But...

Our Scream,
Is just like a Dream.
A Nightmare, we won't ever Wake up.
Except, when you come and Help us.

Our Scream of Toxicity,
Means, that we are in Need,
Because we care so Deep,
And there's something Wrong,
With us, or society all Along.

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