dear dad,
i wish you were here to read this,
though if you were then i wouldn't be writing this in the first place,
you went away when i didn't even know what death meant,
what being orphaned meant,
its pretty sad at times,
people celebrate there fathers on this particular day,
they give out gifts and thank their dads for being their father,
a rather cute and cheerful business it is,
i wish i knew the meaning of this day when you were here,
maybe i would have hugged you a little tighter,
so that you couldn't have gone away from me,
i wish i could've stopped you,
i wish...
i wish........
but that's not so.....
you're not here,
you'll never be,
so much of the possibilities,
so much of could've beens,
happy father's day father,
you were a great dad :)
Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 4:42 PM UTC
No, I don't think you understand how rare it is for me to like you
To just find you attractive because that is fairly common for me
But actually like you like you
Because those are two very different things
Attraction and affection
No, I meant Affection
It should be capitalized
What I mean is
I don't like ALOT of things
Seriously
I’m freaking negative
I am the queen of all pessimism
I don't like:
Bad grammar
When people pronounce words wrong
People who say Pacifically instead of Specifically
Overly optimistic people Example:(Oh your family is in thousands of
dollars of debt your sister just killed herself and your boyfriend just
cheated on you with your mom and you're pregnant with the baby of
the guy who got you drunk and slept with you without your sober permission who happens to have just moved to Asia to escape having to care for you and his baby? Well, you have your health!) –stab-
The number 9 it sounds like it’s on the edge of something. I hate wishy-
washy numbers that don’t go all the way. Resolve to ten already!!!
Movies where there is a completely impossible happy ending thanks to spontaneous magic
Apple juice
Most flowers
Pink (the color)
The Sun
The month of April
Girls who don’t know how to wear pants. Or a shirt. Seriously. Those aren’t shorts. That’s just a belt that ***** at being a belt.
People who try to ****** me
People who freak out at me when I try to ****** them
Mondays
Tuesdays
Wednesdays
Thursdays
Fridays
Saturdays
Sundays
F!CKING MONDAYS AND TUESDAYS
When people pronounce french words WRONG
PEOPLE who pronounce french words wrong
Reality TV
Holidays that don't even get you a day off from school
Ducks that are yellow. THEY DON’T EXIST the bath toy company is LYING TO YOU
Sticky hands
The color yellow
The color orange
Colors that just seem too… happy. It makes me want to light them on
fire. And impale them.
Obnoxious hair colors
Girls who wear jeans and skirts simultaneously
Overly colorful rainbows
When people talk into your ear and you can feel their warm breath.
Being drenched in water
Character or word limits
Signs
When I get all disappointed because I dreamed someone I hated got hit by lightning and it doesn’t come true
When I wish really REALLY hard on a star but it just doesn’t come true. Then I have to go and fill the grave I had all dug up for them.
Plastic hangers
Man, I HATE plastic hangers
Walking
Running
Standing
Any kind of action that doesn’t include limply lying around
When I look at someone with extreme loathing and they don’t spontaneously combust. It’s very sad.
Raisins
When you THINK it’s a chocolate chip cookie and it turns out to be
raisins. MAIN REASON I HAVE TRUST ISSUES!
But, I do like you.
That’s saying something.
I LIKE YOU.
Really.
Honest.
But you don’t realize how rare that is.
:P
…God, I’m so violent. I should have that looked at...
Well, there's your positivity for the day
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 5:45 AM UTC
I wash my hands of you,
At least I try to
My heart still write songs about your unmeasurable beauty
About how talented you are
About how amazing you looked that night
So I told myself maybe I'll get to hear your sweet voice just one more time
Maybe I'd get to see your beautiful smile just one more time
Maybe I'd get the chance to hold your soft hands just one more time
Maybe I won't see you ever again
Forcing me to become a victim of the deadly phrase,"what if"
What if I'd just told you about how felt when talking to you
How you literally made my day even when it was past the point of no return
How pathetic I looked as I waited for you to return my text
What if I just told you these these truths instead of hiding behind this invisible wall
What if I told you I think I'm falling in love with you
Would you say it back
Or would I just look like a fool
what if you were part of my life
Would you be happy
Or would I be the worst guy you ever met
What if...
I could be your guy
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 5:42 AM UTC
one morning i woke up and i checked my mail
there was a poem there from hello poetry
Klutz by Jason Cirkovic
I read it
and every word fit perfectly in its place
the feelings were scattered all over the screen
and even with my hatred to open the browser on mobile
i clicked on your name
i read as many of your poems as i could
i liked them i commented on them i reposted them
u could have thought me to be a creep
but that's okay i was always called a creep
i know i am a very bad poet
and i totally **** at this
but still i know that when something touches your heart
its something that should be highly appreciated
so i would wish this Christmas to santa
so make me a poet like you
so i could also scatter my feelings all over the screen
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 8:03 AM UTC
I have a fairly small confession to make
My heart is fine, its not about to break
My eyes no longer glisten as much
And my smiles are from loves' gentle touch
I no longer find myself faking grins
Or forcing blades to rid me of my sins
I no longer wish for that eternal silence
No.. I no longer act against life in defiance
- E.A.F
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 3:35 PM UTC
I can't breathe
My entire world is crumbling down upon me
It's enclosing on me,squeezing me,trying to pop me like a pimple
Trying to force to become this being that I am not
I CAN'T BREATHE!
So I just scream,"Get off me,leave me alone",
But no no no it does not go!
No,it just get closer and closer,
Whispering in my ear louder and louder!
Why won't you just leave me alone!
You expect me to be genius that I am not
This problem solver at a moments notice
Trying to compare me to them
Well I am not them,I am me
I am not this Almighty smart being
I do not have wings, soaring high above the skies
No,I run in the woods,attempting to hide from judgmental words
I run in the wind,across the seas, burning the words to ashes as I pass them by
Laughing yet crying because I have become exhausted from the nonstop comparisons
No matter where I go they seem to find me
Dancing around my head taunting me
I will never be free
Why won't you just let me be
Why must you hold me in these handcuffs trying to bend me to your will
Conditioning me until I forget who I am
Why...?
Don't you see I will never be like them
I can never be like them
Though I wish I could
I must find my own way
Whatever way that may be,
I'll find it and just be me
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 3:35 PM UTC
Mom daddy
i have no place to go
No home
No hope
No faith
There is no refuge
i wanna come home daddy
Please
may it be a grave beside your grave
Sing me to sleep mom
Caresse me till i forget everything
Let me come and sleep in your arms
i am tired
I am very tired
There is nothing left of me
I lost everything
I am weaker than a sand wall
I lost my soul mom
I am just left with stinking body which i hate
Don't let me alone in this world
i beg you
for the sake of your daughter
Please........
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 3:29 PM UTC
Did u ever ask yourself that are u really happy?
Are we really happy?
Or we just playing around the emotions
finding the pleasure in food
In love stories
In our favourite songs
If YES
Then why do i feel incomplete?
Even after i have eaten my favourite food
Even after watching my favourite band perform
Even after reading the bestest of the love stories
Why is there the feeling of not being satisfied?
Why my heart is restless?
Why it lurches for something undefined in the darkness?
Why i don't feel happy after writing a poem?
Why my hand craves for more words?
Why is this feeling???
What are the feelings in my heart that want to come out?
What is this feeling of wanting something
But what???
Why my mind and heart had started giving emotions in crypts?
why??
Why???
Why???
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 3:23 PM UTC
Mountains stood as they always did
She felt small amidst them as she always
Cool dry mountain breeze swiftly lifted her hair and then let it down again
Things were normal
But inside she didn't know
Her eyes still hurt from the crying
Her hurt still ached
And she knew she had failed
She never got over him nor will she ever
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 3:13 PM UTC
I Craw in the Urban Jungle night after night, making shadows my best friend
Because my pale skin would get sunburn in the day time.
Many of you have read about me on the internet,
But don't know if we exist like the Yeti or Bigfoot
Every now and then you see photos of me and hear stories about our existence
But here I am, White, Nerdy and…. Nerdy
Nerdy like the Nerds falling out of the box and skipping on the floor of my lair
(or my parents basement whatever you call it).
Some moments you will find me praying to my shrine for my savior, Weird Al Yankovic
Many of you may call us “ Losers”
But let me take a moment to tell you why you are wrong, in every way.
First off, We are not losers we just win at things that you don't care about
Like the Rubik's Cube, Dungeon and Dragons, and Larping
We don’t care about making friends, getting the poo tang, or getting high off of our *****
No we are too occupied trying to plan how we will survive the zombie apocalypse,
Or debating on if Star Wars is better than Star Track.
We are too busy reading comic books, Leveling up our one handedness
On Skyrim of course.
You think that we are hideous,
But in all reality, my acne improves my defenses against mother nature,
My braces are actually tools that government uses so they can reflect solar flares back to space
I'm ugly because god decided to make me pick up girls on ******** mode because before you Meet me it was way too easy.
Many of you think that we are weak
I may have spaghetti arms, no abs, but you know what, no problem,
Because if you look at my shadow, you see someone that 10 feet tall and bulletproof
I am a nerd, hear me roar.
My roar breaks your paper thin confidence
As it just floats in the wind like leaves, leaving the tree in October
My roar will rock your house with all of your friends leaving you alone because in the end, you May be popular but lets be honest, who are your real friends?
Call me weak, I dare you
Being a nerd has taught me many things
Like don't eat cake because it is deceiving
And that Neo should of taken the blue pill
Because that movie series was terrible.
And that DC Comics is the best, ***** Marvel
But the one thing it taught me the most is that be proud of myself.
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 11:45 AM UTC