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Jan 2017
I am a scavenging animal*

An emaciated coyote with ****** flesh

And worn yellow eyes



They say, your life isn’t so sad

              Your family isn’t that bad

You aren’t their envy and blame

               They always treat you equally and sane

You are just pissy and whinging along

                You should just cheer up, listen to a song



if ignorance was currency I could feed my bloated stomach

       For every individual seems to give me a deposit

              My nails are cracked and brown with dirt and blood

And my eyes sting from the lack of hydration



My poverty my only identity

The moaning of others, overlaps my own crying

My happiness locked away somewhere in my chest

And I can’t ever open it



Seeing others glide along so easily

                    And every step I take I get weaker and weaker

My friends all but long gone

                       They didn’t want to deal with a ****** face



So I am wandering for hope

In burning cars and empty trash cans

            Wishing that the sky above

               Would swallow me whole



                                

                                     *And away into another existence
Astral
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Astral  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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