Skyler M

Skyler M Aug 2021

You remember, I'm sure,
Our nights, outside,
On the bridge, it's cold,
Your nose is red, I'll be bold.

And we'll rise with the sun,
And we'll die on the run,
Oh I miss our love.
And we'll rise with the sun,
And we'll die on the run,
Oh I miss our love.

Your parents, hate me,
In your room, silently,
Watching movies, you're lovely,
Hold you close, end scene.

And we'll rise with the sun,
And we'll die on the run,
Oh I miss our love.
And we'll rise with the sun,
And we'll die on the run,
Oh I miss our love.

Oh how I miss,
How I miss,
Do you miss,
As much as I miss,
Our jaunts on the lake,
Time together on spring break,
Oh how I miss,
How I miss,
Do you miss,
As much as I miss?

And we'll rise with the sun,
And we'll die on the run,
Oh I miss our love.
And we'll rise with the sun,
And we'll die on the run,
Oh I miss our love,
Oh I miss our love,
Oh I miss our love.

Skyler M Aug 2021

A Pre-teen and His Mother's Boyfriend

Sideways for the attention,
Lengthwise for the results,
Thank you Marilyn Manson,
I'll remember that for next time.

You're going to wish and beg,
That you could turn back time,
Cause I'll be dead and gone,
And you'll be left to weep.

Look at all these notes,
Of nights passed on,
Maybe I wasn't numb enough,
Or my blade sharp enough.

You're going to wish and beg,
That you could turn back time,
Cause I'll be dead and gone,
And you'll be left to weep.

You told me that I,
Was doing it to pretend,
To manipulate and lie,
So that I could get attention,
Well I'll turn my blade,
And then you'll understand.

You're going to wish and beg,
That you could turn back time,
Cause I'll be dead and gone,
And you'll be left to weep.

Leftover screws,
Congregate at pews,
Mourn for my death,
I sliced up my own neck,
Bleeding out on the floor,
I hope you open the door.

Skyler M Aug 2021

The Rust That Comes From The Bomb Fragment

I hope everyone's expectations of me,
Are thrown right back in their face.
I hope I never find someone to love,
And everyone learns to fear me.
Cause I'm fear-ridden myself,
So why should I deserve love?

There's this bomb fragment,
Left overs in my stomach,
From the last time that I nearly died,
And the feeling that overcame me,
I don't want to feel again,
But I truly believe I will.

I better be dead before I'm fifty,
So I don't have to see the end,
I better see God and flip him off,
Then go on to haunt my loved ones,
Cause then they'll think I care,
When really I just want to scare them.

The rust spreads every day,
I'm dying at just the thought,
That maybe I'll spend my money,
On something completely useless,
Or maybe I'll drive into a ditch,
While completely blackout drunk,
Maybe then I'll regain my senses,
And find company with someone's gods.

I'm not going back to the time,
When I slept over at Motel 6,
I won't dare to dream of riches,
Cause then I'll lose my humanity,
I'm not going back to the time,
Where I passed out on the family couch,
Thinking that was the last time,
I'd ever see my mom's face,
I'm not going back to the time,
Where my step-daddy hit me,
Over and over again,
I can't stop this endless churning,
Of grief and mindless decay,
So pray that I make it,
Another painful day.

Skyler M Aug 2021

Untitled

Supposed to write something that I remember.
What do I really remember?
What's real and what's pretend?
I've gotta be specific.
I can't be too personal,
I can't be too stupid,
I can't be too cringe,
What the **** do I do?

Skyler M Aug 2021

Crush Me

Crush me, I am defeated,

A little bug on the pavement,

And I’ll watch the gallows come down,

From the certain palace in the sky,

Crying out, “can you save me?”

As the spirit begins it’s departure.

I’ll watch myself walk the cultures,

As my breath is torn apart.

This is a super old poem from like, 2016 and I lowkey like it.

Skyler M Aug 2021

A Kid Who Hates His City? (How Cliche)

The smoke infiltrates my lungs,
Stealing all of the air I had,
Using me as means to breathe,
Mother nature's thief who's holding a grudge.

Those who hate me,
All reside in this town,
I see their flags everywhere,
And I see every way I could die.

I'll write a formal letter,
To the smoke and hope to the Gods,
That it'll carry me far, far, far away.

Through alleyways and empty malls,
I'm not lost, you're all just losing your minds,
I'm strangled by denial and a yearning to be free,
That's all I would wish for if I saw a shooting star,
Except all this smoke screens me from the stars,
And the meteors that fly through.

I'll write a formal letter,
To the smoke and hope to the Gods,
That it'll carry me far, far, far away.

This city,
Is a prison,
Alcatraz island,
As a town,
For all the richest,
The *******, and the bigots,
To move in,
And tear down,
What we just began to build.

Skyler M Jul 2021

Internet Baby

I am an internet baby,
Just started walking,
I got on mom's laptop,
Now I'm a grown up!

***** men on the internet,
Send me their photos,
And I send them mine,
Now I'm traumatized!

I am an internet baby,
Just started a new job,
As a *** worker,
I don't make any money though,
Uh oh!

***** men on the internet,
Send me their photos,
And I send them mine,
Now I'm traumatized!

Hey little me,
It wasn't your fault,
You were tricked,
In the most horrible way of all.

And to every ******* man,
Who told me,
That I was mature:

I'll light them on fire,
Every nerve end alight,
Watch them scream in pain,
Watch them in delight,
Cause they're all dead,
Everything I've done,
Is never to be seen,
By the light of day...