Light Pollution

Talks

Your voice rises as you get emotional and yet you forget to feed your robot a coin to pay

Skips are calmer and thought out in a, we’ll get through this sort of way

Your tiring voice like a shitty song playing on and on

Talking about the same quarrels over and over

Like you’re trying to wear them out

I'm waiting for time to kill

I can’t wait for my future

Except for the bills

Making me broke

I'm going to choke

On air

Dare

Repeat

Take a seat

With rare rests

In this home of a nest

Going fast, fast, fast, which I think is boring

You need dynamics in your pointless argument

You need to put down some sort of hard flooring

Trying to make a point with your pointless, unneeded voice

You're trying too hard like a coal miner with a death wish darker than soot

Get new material! Stop using old artifacts of the ancient Egyptian empire covered in dust

You make things more dramatic than an entire theater with all the living parts of a stage fight

I'm sitting back mouthing words and hoping you are illiterate in the lip reading of me about to bite

No Heart Inside

Steady beat of the drum

Just the turn of the thumb

But I don't have the nerve

So I kick it to the curb

She doesn't seem to have a heart

Even if it hit her in between the eyes she wouldn't know art

Don't show

How in my world the cold wind blows

I tried to see it within her

But it's all a blur

You can tell that she doesn't root for the underdog

Even though she is older than I, she doesn't know how to see through the fog

I thought that you were one of the good guys

I now know the truth and the seemingly harmless lies

There's nothing you can do

I already wrote a poem about that too

I don't want her to see

The inside of me

The things about me that she doesn't get

Outside of her net

For not doing it, she thinks I'm crazy

She thinks that I'm just being lazy

She probably thinks that I'm dumber than dirt

But I'm just a bit broken and hurt

I got a second chance

Away that idea went as I danced

I've learned too late

But that's just my damn fate

So, I would prefer

If you please don't show my writing to her

School Alphabet

Authority adults administration algebra

Bags bus brainwash biology

Control cruel curt childhood chemistry

Down desk document

Education evaluate execute exoskeleton embarrass

Front foil frustrate

Guidance grades graduate

Hell hooky herd health

Inquire ignorance ignore

Juggle jail juggernaut jealousy

Kill kids knowledge

Low lock luck look

Monday machine mandatory math

Notes name nausea

Operations objective obey

Punish probe persecute presentations

Quart quiz quiet

Registration require restrain

Silent sit sad scalp science

Talent tear test

Unit union unhappy

Violent vain victim

Watch wane work world

Xlyophone x's

Yearn youth year yawn

Zero zoo zone

The Reason Why I Fell

The reason why I'm about to fall

Is because I once stood tall

Just as quick and graceful as a fawn

You are gone

‘Twas all but a dream

You secretly made me beam

Even though I shuddered

And muttered

You were so patient like the paper I leak ink on

You are gone

Big sister

Now you're a big blister

That I will never fully comprehend

A message I might send

But I know I will slip away like sand

In your pretty young hands

I felt so safe

But now I feel the chafe

We had fun

What's done is done

‘Twas all but a silly nightmare

‘Twas just a tear,

In the page,

Of a script who’s fate was to drift off stage

And that was the reason why I fell

Into this well

At dark dawn

I am gone...

And Then Goodbye

A journal

A coat hanger

And then goodbye

After six months its finally soaking into my thick skull like

Acid

Absent

Abstract metal and Boston cream doughnuts

Abandoned

Adding on to heartbreak

Awe inspiring were your

Analogies

Allergies

A notepad

A pen

A plan without me

A broken heart

An open heart

All the time

At night,

Alouette sings

Adieu, to you

Was It?

Was it the bread

That got to your head?

Or was it the butter

That made you stutter?

Maybe you think it was the salt

That made it your fault

I know that the berries

Didn't make you marry

But what was your deal

With the oatmeal?

Was the grapefruit too tart?

Maybe it’s why you had to fart

You gave a nickel

For a fried pickle

Maybe the pie

Was the reason that it felt like you were going to die

I mean the honey

Did seem to taste a little funny

Did the steak

Give you a stomach ache?

Was it the chicken soup

That made you have to go poop?

Or was it the icing on the cake

That made your stomach break?

Running And Fighting

All the wrong words rhyme

This poetry thing is getting old

And it’s hard to break patterns

It’s hard to be constantly doing something that terrifies you

So here is a messy clump of words with no organization

Here’s me, and I'm not sure who I am without poetry

It might be starting to fade because I've worn it out

But I don’t want to stop

At least not yet

Poetry is the only way I am allowed to rebel

That is without suffering the consequences

Writing is my way of running and fighting

Running and fighting is all I know

Running and fighting is all human nature knows

A lack of life and sleep makes me want to quit,

Running and fighting

Should I try to make the right words rhyme,

Even if it makes me more tired?

I guess that’s what I’ll do,

To make it feel like I’m getting somewhere,

With my endless, restless, wandering…

Wandering…

           Wandering…

                       Wandering

A Letter To My Anxiety

Hey anxiety,

You make me feel overwhelmed

With my increased heartbeat

You make me feel like I just cant, because it would be too much for me

Too much for me to handle

You make me feel like I would drown if I jumped into the deep end

But…

I have some good friends

And I have some good music

And even though you can make me scared,

I realize that I'm stronger than I know

And if I just ride the roller coaster I can feel accomplished later on

Save Me?

Why must time stand still?

The longer I wait here the more it kills

Come on

Just because I’m no longer your student, are you gone?

You have to still care

Before I sent it, I told myself to beware

My hopes have shattered

Heart tattered

Why do I never learn?

I guess It’s still not my turn

When will I be saved?

My roads are never freshly paved

Don’t you dare leave me hanging

By a thread I’m already dangling

My head is a complete mess

I don’t know how I’ll ever confess

Sometimes I think that life is a game

How much can I hold in until I go insane?

What you don’t know

Just promise not to go

But I don’t trust

This is a must

Are you still here reading?

Well I’m still sitting here bleeding

If you thought I was strong

You were wrong

I used to be

But along the way I lost me

I don’t know who I am

I don’t know how to get my old self back, damn!

I used to hate writing

But now I write lots of poems while lip biting

I don’t even know if I miss my old self

My high hopes I will put back on a shelf

That way they won’t shatter

Does it even matter?

Colitis

Proctitis

Don’t be a buttcrack

And just write back

I just can’t take it anymore

I’m running for the door

I just can not

Ever since I was little I’ve been through a lot

All I do is fight

But I now have no more might

A fight that will last a lifetime

I’ve given up on the climb

A fight that I’ll never win

Complication after complication that’s all it’s ever been

I’m just really tired of it all

Just exhausted of being fate’s rag doll

I can’t keep everything in, everyday closer to exploding

Me you’ll never be able to decode

Why must time stand still?

The longer I wait here the more it kills

Dear, Dear Doctor

Dear, dear doctor,

Do you have anything for a broken heart?

Dear, dear doctor,

It feels like I'm being torn apart Dear, dear doctor,

It's not thumping but it still hurts

Dear dear doctor,

To a different person can you make me convert? I've never been hurt this way before

How dare he walk out the door?

I'm done!

It was never really any fun

Dear, dear doctor,

Keep him away

Dear, dear doctor,

In solitary confinement is where he should stay Dear, dear doctor,

Can you cut off a limb?

Dear, dear doctor,

How do I get my mind off of him?