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Isaac Spencer Nov 2017
I dismiss the attention nobody pays,
To the way I stay in games for days,
They say "You're wasting your time away",
But I'll play till I hit the grave,

Cause,

One more level, another point, another match,
Double ****, triple ****, don't crash,
Every day, getting better, no sweat,
Zero deaths, forty kills, no regret,

Top tier, s rank, winning streak,
Don't lose, don't die, not weak,
Can't miss, gotta win, don't quit,
Flanking, execution, legit,

We've got Contacts, reload,
Spawn traps, implode,
Bringing heavy artillery,
This is the Gamer's Creed.
Isaac Spencer Nov 2017
I painted these walls with my heart,
I shingled this roof,
And built a home for you,
Since we were just youths,

But it came to an end,
Abruptly, in violence,
So I'll strip all this paint off,
And repaint it in silence,

Now it's private property,
I ain't who I got to be,
Do what you will-
but you ain't stopping me,
I'll paint over these walls-
Even if it's dropping me,
These corners are sharper,
Too jagged, they popping me,


Cause I ain't backing down,
Know what I'm about,
Cause a home is where you can-
Tell people to get out!
Isaac Spencer Nov 2017
Put me in a pinewood box,
And set me near the tide,
Let my body float to sea,
On the waves I'll ride,

In my heart I'm a pirate,
I'll fly the black flag high,
I'll settle for no less than-
The earth and sea and sky,

I've had my fill of normal,
And I'll never settle for,
The things sheep are seeking,
Inland, far from the shore,

Just give me my ***,
And a ship with a crew,
We'll set sail for Horizon,
And seek out Skies of Blue,

But if here I die,
Don't bury me under-
The ground I so greatly detest,
Please know that I know best,

Just put me in a pinewood box,
And set me at low tide,
Watch as my body floats to sea,
On these waves I will ride,
A pirate whose been glorified.
Isaac Spencer Oct 2017
But poetry comes from life,
That urge to live,
To fight,

That need to die for-
What's right,

Tonight.

So when a girl wants to end it all,
And she writes it out instead,
Does she want to die,

Or does she want to live,
Give it a try,

Fly.

But when you don't want to live,
Maybe just give it up,
Is poetry this?

A wish for nothing at all,
Dive into the abyss,

Bliss.

So maybe this isn't a poem,
But a final entry,
"See you,"

And if I had to ask,
Is it true?

I honestly don't have a cl-
Isaac Spencer Oct 2017
Why do I buy my friends-
Dinner, games, drinks?
Do they like me?
Or am I just...
Money?

Do they like my jokes,
Or laugh in pity?
Knock, knock,
Whose there?
Not my friends.

Should I leave bed,
Get dressed, go to work,
Are they proud of me?
I have a job,
Some of them do not.

Why do I need them,
Text them, make plans-
Set in motion our days...
They don't seem to care,
Unless I have something to give.

I wonder if they know,
If they know how much it hurts!
Like ice in my heart-
And lead in my stomach!
Maybe I'll eat alone today...
Isaac Spencer Oct 2017
Your legacy is immortal,
You'll live forever in our hearts,
And once the grave calls out your name,
We will know that you played your parts,

Though it hurt, you suffered alone-
Doubt tried to break you down,
You almost quit, but you cried out,
And went another round,

So when we lost hope,
And went without a prayer,
You lifted us up,
And took our place out there,

So when you fall down,
Now it's our turn,
Just live on through us,
Your fire will burn.
Kinda feeling mediocre lately and was trying to feel better. If we don't strive for greatness, we'll never so much as brush it.
Isaac Spencer Oct 2017
I've been like this since-
I don't know when it began,
The rain falls down around me,
And the sun won't lift a hand,
Pain.

I've struggled against myself,
I'm my own best enemy,
I hit so hard and strick so deep,
I know how to make me bleed,
Pain.

In a fight against yourself,
No matter who wins, you lose,
But I'll fight myself tonight,
Cause if I die, at least I choose-
Pain.
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