And now I listen to rock songs
As if I was casting a curse on you, a person who wronged me or was just plain wrong
Beating my
Back with the switch of embarrassment
Counting down from ten turned into
Counting down to when school ended
Destroying potential masterpieces and
Daring to act like my best friend
Examining me
Even to the point of just pure cruelty
Forgetting that we are the
Future
Getting what you wanted you
Gypped me
Happily fed the
Hatred in my heart
I'm still not social and I'm still not great at verbalizing
I clearly learned a lot from staying back
Javelined me with feelings of stupidity and low self esteem you
Justify this because you think it did me good
Knotted my life and slowed me down which
Killed me on the inside with depression
Lengthening my suffering by an extra year and my
Language, once again, has not improved
Motherfucker you
Misunderstood
Nervous because of your harsh, toughness maybe you
Never considered that it was you who was the problem
Ostracized me from my
Own class and best friend
Painful were the years that
Passed but the one spent with you was the most painful
Quivering were my lips, you were the ruling
Queen
Repress my feelings and I hold them inside so that I may move forward instead of staying in the same
Repulsive place where children’s minds are forced into corruption
Suffocation in my Thanksgiving bonnet with a
String under my chin holding in the awkward discomfort
Thinking back on those days with you causes me
Trauma
Underestimated are the soft introverts who are
Usually warm and caring rather than cruel, but now I have
Venom in my
Veins
What made you think that you should be in charge of my fate, while you aged,
Without talking I became stronger in my silence
Xenial from my classmates I so dearly miss and yet
X-rays will not show how much I hurt
You didn’t let me go down fighting,
You tried to sugarcoat my life
Zero in vocabulary you were a
Zealot
All's not lost
Until I have lost my mind
Now I will write
Into the night As if I am some sort of time lord
I will write
Until I feel alright
A poet’s tailbone
Is where they keep their tales
My tailbone is tired
I shall steal my sleep
From tomorrow
I am a true night time poet
With dry, tangled hair
Who knows where I’ll be able to take myself
Some is lost
And I'll admit that I fucked up
But I can almost trust
That this shall continue
I shall continue on this journey
That is full of losing
And gaining
Feelings seize
Behind my poker resting face
Thoughts radiating out of my pores
The moon attempts to pull my tears out
As they want to go back home
To the ocean
Instead this werewolf
Howls at the moon
Wanting to slaughter innocent sheep
A fierce
Beast
Yet skittish at the sight of any possible danger
Feeling the wild
Clashing around
Dragging its claws around the inside of me in protest
All the while the sheep
Have grown parasitic teeth
And now they are the wolves Blank eyes
Of a barbarian
Willing to do anything to survive
In the worst of moments
The the savage has been suppressed
With the good old remedy of lack of sleep
I'm a little punk
A little rebel
I used to be the opposite
But similar all the same
Then I fell in love with something I can't have and my heart sunk
My heart is a devil
The burn causing flame in my brain got lit
The beast of my heart I couldn't tame I used to feel guilt like hell
It had complete control over me
Therefore I had nothing hidden
Dealing with the devil, my guilt was a good idea to sell
I broke free
I became guilty ridden The free rain ran over me and cleaned my obedience away
I broke them damn chains!
I began to hide during the day
Some of my fears I told to go fuck themselves, went down the drain So now I'm everything that screams courage and fearless
Every word that I write helps me to be tearless But I am still similar all the same
The age of adulthood
And as my birthday makes its arrival
I wish you would I am scared for the future
The one that doesn’t include you
Coming undone is my suture I don’t know how long I can dream
It seems like a waste of time
When I’m oh so close to breaking at the seams 0 to 18
So far it’s been mostly pain, anxiety and depression
I’m so sorry babe, that your face is turning green A simple question, yes or no?
I shall never dare to be rude and just simply ask
Either stay or go I’m not an adult yet
People do say that I’m really mature
But I don’t even have a set I’m scared but full of grit
And yet I sit
Never quit I don’t know why
But sometimes I wish I wasn’t born
And other times I wish to die I don’t know why
I almost forgot my birthday for once
Babe, you shouldn’t fly with that sty in your poor, blue, eye Swollen, bloodshot eyes
That have been accused of not working hard enough, after an all-nighter
Babe don’t believe the lies Happy birthday
To the one with the story of bad gut and disease
Baby please, you made it all this way
I'm blowing warmth into my hands, As autumn falls like the leaves belonging to it The wind has regained its chipperness My booted feet begin to get clumsy People who say you should keep your head, Up; don’t know what they are talking about There are some bad roots you have to look down for Unless you want to get knocked down again The leaves changed fast this year Some are already brown, dry and ready to be decomposed Where’s your warm hand I thought I was holding? Where did I lose my big coat? Were you on the ship I purposely deserted and sank? Good! That’s what I wanted, At the time Now I'm lost with my flannel shirt and my snaky soul My cold nose and my mittens that no longer fit Well, decisions will get you someplace in the woods My best days are long behind and far ahead At least I can’t see my breath yet I have to find my clearing on my own That will be tough but I got myself here, I have to get myself back out Autumn you will not make me fall!
Why can’t we all be more like death?
Not giving a care
But taking all
Fighting those with a strong will to live, very unfair Bringing people back home to their center of magic earth
Stardust people
Why can’t we work together and fight this?
Is it because some believe it’s the end and not to mess with the steeple I guess to get a compromise they must argue themselves in circles
Two sides like an infinity sign
Adding onto ideas and holding ground back and forth
I think we the people need to rewind What are we actually trying to achieve?
Rather than spewing insults and points back and forth
We could keep the goal in mind, for us to save the world
The glaciers melting in the North We the people, never forget to shake hands at the end
That’s my favorite part
When we all come together,
We are all on this planet with similar problems; I hope we can live heart to heart
I cant believe its over
The ending came; it came without a warning; It came just this morning
And its all over now
I always knew the end of the tunnel,
Would come eventually
And its all over now
But I guess that I thought
The end would never come for me
And its all over now
The three year old is finally free
And scared
And its all over now
All those years of being held prisoner
All those moments stuck with mean dicktators
And its all over now
I was just doing my time,
Of a little shy of 20 years
And its all over now
Before I had come to the conclusion
That I had gotten a life sentence
And its all over now
Still stressed but now I can breath,
A little deeper
And its all over now
Part of me wants to go back because now I don’t know what to do,
Without someone yelling commands at me
And its all over now
On me own
All alone, just how I wanted it, right?
And its all over now
I can finally rip part of this crowded box open,
Shed my fake skin I had to plastered to myself just to survive
And its all over now
I want something different
I cant stand having the same ticky-tacky exterior of everyone else, of 9-5 days
And its all over now
T-20 years and still counting
I feel ripped off
And its all over now
Seconds away from crying
This Hoover Dam of an eyelid is doing a good job
But it’s seconds away from breaking
All these tears dammed up inside could make Lake Lachrymose,
Leeches, Aunt Josephine and all
That was until she took the fall...
Tears on a cliff
Stacked up on a penny
About to spill over the thin edge
My hot tears
Have the potential
To set this place on fire
I know that
If I were to let them tumble down
They would burn my flesh with streams of lava
Droplets from the sun
Rain from Venus
This salt water is boiling within
Like tears from Rappaccini’s daughter
I am on my own
For I am poison
But I refuse to let them fall
Like pieces of hell
Raining from the ceiling
Teacher of hope
You were dope
I need to remember you
Teach her of hope
You once opened a freshman’s locker without a nope
A long haired girl with blurry eyes, and a bright green backpack
Teach her of hope
She’s going to need it to cope
She has a famous blue sweatshirt
Teach her of hope
She knows now to hold on proudly, to the soap
I really hope you're right
Teach her of hope
That way all over she wont mope
You netter be right, I'm broke banking on it
Teach her of hope
Get yourself in her heavy cantaloupe
She thinks you’re wrong, that she’s a successor
Teach her of hope
Lead her towards the rope
Just don’t let that girl forget, what can be forgotten
You mend the cracks
In my weathered roads
With pure gold
You make me feel
Like a pharaoh
Of my world
In this danger
Of a world
you make me feel safe
It seems like you will still love me after anything
You are
The kind of sweet
That doesn’t give you cavities
Too good to be true
Which is why
I physically cannot stop smiling when I’m with you
I’m just a warm blooded oaf
Turned out
To be fools gold
Hello over there! I love writing poetry. I have a dream of becoming a writer! I hope that my poetry makes you feel like you're not in this world all alone.
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