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thank you for clarifying
to me
my own level of sanity

I used to think I was crazy
but I can't compete
with you, darlin'

life is much simpler
just being myself
and not worrying
about which me
I need to be on
any given day

just wake up,
breathe,
write,
sleep,
repeat
you're a ******* fantastic writer, but you're also cray cray. I'd rather have zero likes on a poem than to have all the likes I get be from myself, myself, and myself.
 Jun 2015 ghostsonpaper
NV
"fine"
 Jun 2015 ghostsonpaper
NV
BECAUSE. THIS ENTIRE TIME I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR WAYS TO TELL YOU THAT I AM NOT OKAY WITHOUT YOU HERE. BUT GOD, IT ALWAYS COMES OUT LIKE
"I'M FINE".
 May 2015 ghostsonpaper
Sophie
You can be like*  Haiku  while--
everyone else is rhyming with


*Senryu.
You're a waste of all these salty tears
A waste of time, a waste of years
You're a waste of breath and waste of space
You're a waste of such a perfect face

But I love you
I've written your name all over my walls
They're covered in dripping red ink
Just over and over, the letters, they crawl
And spell out all the thoughts that I think


Misery takes me for a ride on a dark and windy road
Spinning me and making me throw up
Anxiety then takes the wheel and lets its pain unload
As we're driving so fast that the engine then erupts

They kick me right out of the car and leave me there to die
As they fade away into the wind, and all I do is cry
Left here in the forest, you're still taking over me
I write your name in all the dirt, and carve it into every tree
I'm already crazy, baby
So I'm not sure where to go from here
My mind's already split in two
And the voices haunt my ears

Can you love someone like me
whose brain is just a wheel?
A little mouse runs round and round to tell me how I feel

And when he's hungry, he just chews up all my pleasant thoughts
And leaves me with the ugly ones as my head slowly rots

I know I'm crazy, baby
but isn't that the fun?
Don't you love it when I'm angry and I let my mouth just run?

But when my mousey dies and the wheel will not turn
I'll finally stop writing and my past pages will burn
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