My life is a book
That's written in chapters
Yet it seems
Nothing but disasters
Family hate
And mental problems
What a great way
To make a book blossom
Yet nothing seems
Like its going right
Everyday
A mental fight
To get up
Or to lie back down
That is a question
That makes me frown
For I know the answer
All too well
Though it causes
Me to dwell
Upon the thoughts
I have in the night
They cause
Nothing but fright
Yet chapters are filled
With fear and terror
My life just seems
Like one big error
Nothing goes well
Nothing will
For I deserve nothing
I have no skill
No talent or care
For what I do
Because I know
It'll be nothing new
Just old and boring
Full of pain
That I try
Very hard to maintain
I'm not too good
At keeping my book
Put together
It leaves me shook
It looks so old
The book I wrote
Of all my pain
So I will not gloat
So goodbye my friends
My family
For there's nothing else
That I can be
A bad poet
A horrid artist
Someone that lacks
Any smartness
So read my book
Though you'll hate it
Halfway through
You'll probably quit
Jul 4, 2019
Jul 4, 2019 at 12:58 AM UTC
Define the beauty
That we hold
In simple words
Make it bold
It can be slow
It can be moving
But make sure you have
It written down clearly
For if you loose
All your answers
There will be nothing
But disasters
So prepare
Young child of mine
To fight this war
Throughout the night
Jul 4, 2019
Jul 4, 2019 at 12:45 AM UTC
On the bridge we dance
Hoping for love
We want to have the chance
To dance with a dove
Towards the edge we advance
And we'll have none of the above
So let's take a stance
Against our minds shove
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 12:25 PM UTC
Hold me close
Hide the rope
There's no hope
Living in lies
Holding the knife
Driving my mind
Cut by cut
I'll fake the smile
Saying I've been good for awhile
Seeing my eyes
As dull as the sky
Whisper to the world my final
'Goodbye'
Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 5:44 PM UTC
A mother
Two sons
A reckless drive
Deadly injuries
Tried staying alive
Faces of tears
As he disappears
Leaving them broken
Along with hopeless
Everyday the notice
That their son was motionless
Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 5:40 PM UTC
The Isolation
Makes me impatient
Detached from the world
Full of desolation
As the bareness rules over
All I know is separation
Retreat from the nation
No foundation
Hearing lies
I want to die
Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 5:38 PM UTC
Feeling that pain
It's hard to maintain
Going insane
I lost it all
Even my control
Lost it's hold
Leaving me no hope
As I realized quite slow
He didn't even know
I'd been here at all
Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 5:36 PM UTC
Monday is second
He is strong
Sometimes,
He's a ding-dong
He leads them along
A smile on his face
Where it belongs
As he leads us with grace
To the pond
Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 5:32 PM UTC
Sunday is the oldest
The wisest
And tallest
She holds their hands
Across the street
So they will never be harmed
She drives them to school
Then goes to the pool
Homes their last stop
Doing this nonstop
Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 5:29 PM UTC
It tastes so sweet
Smile spreads on a face
A skip of joy
Happiness across my mind
My heart skips a beat
Satisfaction and glee
It tastes so nice
Good spirits around
It tastes rich
And leaves me laughing
Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 5:26 PM UTC