Sign me up
Send me in
Equip me
With a pen.

Hold it tight
Aim it right
Take your pick
Feel the kick

Peaceful notes
Left behind
Makes you want
To rewind

Mountain so high
Please tell me why
Why you continue to grow
The worlds falling don't ya know?
Up is where you belong
If only I were that strong
I'd follow you wherever you go

Here I am
The shadow of a man
That never was.

More than one
Less than two
Who am I
Without you?

Oh hideous beauty!
How it stains my eyes!
With constant colors!
How truthful the lies!

Oh poisonous medicine!
Ingesting your smell!
Your dull needle!
Digesting it's taste!

Oh coarse silk!
It's pain is pleasure!
The chair it swivels!
Yet it stays in place!

Oh beauteous eye-sore!
How I long for you to never come!
It'll be here soon forevermore!
Leave me with a fading scar!

Man in the cloud

He stares
And watches

Man in the cloud
How he

waits.

Man in the cloud
Please tell me

Man in the cloud
How'll I
join?

Why do we Idolize forgiveness?
The abuser can lie
The abuser can cheat
The abuser can beat
But you have to forgive.

An abuser says things'll get better
Before they cast you aside.

An abuser states "You're my all"
Before hitting you again.

But you have to forgive
Or you're in the wrong.

Make me a picture
But only with words
Make it green
Or maybe red?
Regardless
Here's your tools.
Smear them,
Break them,
Or waste them.
I care not
Jut make my picture
And make it quick?

The bird in the sky
The caterpillar in the tree
If only I could fly
Then I'd finally be free
But still encapsulated
in another dream.

Bathing in the sun
Soaking it's nutrients

This blade so sharp
Rub to fast
and you might get cut

But it shines so green
It offers shelter

I trust my food
to keep me safe

So mighty leaf!
Hide me away!

To dear me
Is who I write
The new future
My current plight

To dear me
The one I owe
Did you finally see
How you could grow?

To dear me
I’m full of lies
I try to hide
From prying eyes

To dear me
Stand out from the crowd
Don’t fear to be
The one that’s loud

To dear me
The fears you have
Are the key
To learn to teach.

A silent voice
Screams out in fright
A mournful cry
that fills the night

The chilling note
Falls on deaf ears
And all she wrote;
Ignored by her peers

A silent voice
Met another
It was his choice;
Restart together.

"You won" he said.
as he slapped a label on my back
Your story's been read
then he left me with the pack

I guess I won
the prize is shame;
a forgotten name,
a lifetime of pain.

At least something's been gained
another award put in the stash
My medallion of empty gold
to help soften my headfirst crash

I'm bad with names
It's a **** shame
If only I could remember
the few people I've met.

I mean no disrespect
when I ask your name
I guess in retrospect
I should make it a game.

When I ask; take a shot
Or add a buck to the ***
I don't mean to offend
When I forget your name.

I swear I'm doing my best
Won't put you with the rest
To me you're a special guest.

So no offense
When I forget your name.
But I'll hold you close
Ti'll the time comes to forget your face.

A bag of lies
Only take one.

How to write a poem?
I ask this question often.
Don't make it too deep
Don't make it too shallow
Engage your reader
New ideas come and go
Chase after them
Or let them flow
Dive into your creativity
End it on a mellow note.

The three wheeled truck sees the fours and asks itself "Why can't I be like that?"
The three wheeled truck has two four wheeled parents, but still only has three wheels.
The three wheeled truck is a bit slower than four and is unable to haul as much.
The three wheeled truck is left to rust.

Laying in bed
Grasping for straws
Ignoring what's said
No care for laws.

This lack of care
Is what put you there
How should I feel
Been stuck with your bill.

But I'll still wait
For the time to come
I know it's fate
For you'll be undone.

If I lie I'll die
Speak the truth and I'll cry
It's eating me inside
But you don't know why.

I can't let you in
But I want you to know
Even though I'm in pain
I'm doing just fine.

I wanted to say I'm back
To make you smile or make you laugh
Reassure you that I'm here to stay
But motivation is what I lack.
May I should spend more time and write a paragraph
Or just wait until some other day.

I can't say for sure that what I write's any good.
But I can say with all my heart, that it's something me.

The devil's with me
He laughs and cries
He tries to trick me
But at least he tries.

The devil's wrong!
Of that I'm sure
But his will's strong
And he looks pure.

The devil's with me
Just lazing all day
Resting and jesting
Tells me, 'Go out n' play!"

The devil's a charmer
Oh wouldn't I know?
Said he wouldn't harm her
Just put on a show.

The devil's with me
Even this moment!
Sadly, you can't see,
But he's just a rodent.

The Devil's a liar
You can trust me on this
You must fight fire with fire
But don't let the shot miss.

Now the Devil's hiding
gone back to his lair.
On borrowed time he's riding...
But soon, his skin I'll wear.

Wanna know what’s wrong?
Well I’ll sing you this song.

Cause I’m already sick
So you can **** a word that rhymes with stick
Why don’t I get to pick
I hate getting the short end of the actual stick

Singing this bit
Makes me feel like… “something similar to dung”
It’s made me exacerbate
I’d rather at home, sit in my chair, and master- geometrics.

Make it relatable
And try to make it rhyme
Structure's debatable
Make sure you take your time

Long ones can work
And short ones too
Look at the perks
Make it for you

But poems need a meaning
Don't make it too demeaning

The meaning can be deep
And it can make you weep
Or it can be shallow
But make someone hallow.

Now that that's done
Lets have some fun
I'll write a poem
Then go make your own.

"The dog with no legs
Instead walks on pegs
Comes to seats and begs
But just gets two eggs."

Are they a marking of pain?
Or a sign of growth?

Come my child
Confess your sin
Unchain your pain
Release what's within

Come my child
Our father listens
Just go wild
It'll teach you lessons

Come my child
Fix the life you've lead
For if you don't
Then I'll be the one
To put a Bullet in your head.

You're trying to tell me I don't deserve it?
That I haven't earned it?
Do you think these scars on my back are fake?
Or this blood I've spilt isn't real?

What kind of person would do that to me?
Who am I talking to again?
Oh I'm sorry.
It's just me.

I look up and see a ****** of crows.
"******* I'm dead again"
It makes me wanna fake my own death.
But I'm stuck breaking the chain.
For if I don't, there will be blood.
13 voices keep screaming in my ears.
Telling me to start war and tear it down.
So I just ask "God save us all."
But even he can't stop the fall and the rise.
For we've been twisted by design.

Why do so many people
Write about being tired
Rather than just
going to bed.

Just look down.
You zee your keyboard?
What finger haz the hardezt time?

You're pinky.
You're pinky izn't az ztrong.
But it'z left to prezz zo many buttonz.

Which includez Z.
How many wordz iz it uzed in?
Not nearly az many az you'd think, or hope.

Why iz Z zuch a dizcarded letter?
It zoundz a lot like S and opperatez a lot the zame.
It'z main difference iz the change in it'z look.

Z iz far more zimpliztic.
Three linez. Nothing more, nothing lezz.
S however, uzez one curved line. Harder to learn.

Why doezn't Z get it'z time?
Why can't we juzt give a day for Z?
Or azzociate it with more than juzt bad zombie moviez.

I've been bouncing on this ball all day.
It's a little strange to sit another way.

But the bouncing grows tiresome
And I no longer require some.

So I moved on to another distraction.
Hopefully this one will entertain me for longer.

I'm so hungry
My belly's growling
I can feel the pain
But I won't eat food
Why is that?
It's right over there
Just a bite
And I can
Hold back the pain.
Or I can just sit here
Wonder to myself
Why I can't focus
And why I feel so
empty.


Maybe that's because
I'm so hungry.

I'm gonna go eat some cereal now.

Humans are like the positive end of a magnet
Don't believe me? Just take a look on the net
There's dozens of people attracted to the negative.
But how often do they crowd around the good?

MASS SHOOTING DOZENS KILLED
draws more attention than
MAN HELPS WITH THE UNSKILLED

Is informing others of tragedies what makes us human
Or showing empathy to those treated like they're subhuman.

I'll give you shelter
from the pouring rain
An unknown swelter
Being mixed with pain.

My shelter will help you hide
stay here to escape your home
Trust us to be your life's guide
Safety for wherever you roam.

But our shelter won't last
like all things
stuck in the past.

The scars on my back
still remind me of the time
when we had our fun

"A smiles not too heavy a price."
I like the thought of that.
"A smile will add a bit o' spice."

It's something you hear everyday
But it's something I love anyways.

Just looking at the ceiling
And smiling gives me feelings.
Feelings that make me want to go on
going on to help stop all that's wrong.

So just share a smile
It doesn't have to be with someone
It will be worth your while
It can be just a smile to yourself.

A poem for a smile
Is not too heavy a price.
Now please share a smile
And share it with me.

They lick hungrily at something to burn
Like the human mind wanting to learn.

I wanna ******* say it.
But it won't ******* change ****.
Doesn't matter what I ******* do
Nothing ******* comes through.

Yeah I know, if I say '****'
People will ******* whine.
It's just my ******* luck
That you don't wanna hear "I'm fine"

But **** what you think
I'm pushed to the ******* brink
One ******* man can't sail this ship
Lets ******* get rid of censorship.

Why am I yelling?
Why am I angry?
The hate keeps swelling
just feeding the fire.

The water inside
is just boiling out
There's no way to hide
it's making me shout.

But if it spills over
how will it end?
will it finally takeover?
I didn't mean to offend.

This poem's fake
But what did you expect?
With me being pushed so hard
How am I supposed to connect?
I'll type up something that provokes emotion
But makes you lose a little respect.
I'll say, "It's the flow of the ocean"
To cover up what I feel
I'll keep it short
But I'll keep it sharp.
My poems, like me, are fake
But you like it nonetheless.

While standing I'm up so high
After so long it feels right
You don't even have to try
You'll be soaring, like a kite.

Standing beats laying down
Would you rather
Stand and walk around town
Or laze around.

But don't stand too long
Or else you might fall
So try to stay strong
Move past this life's wall.

I'm a scarecrow
I sit there and watch
I think of what I can do
But I just continue to stare

I'm a scarecrow
I'm hollow except for hay
I let my insides spill out
But no one seems to care

You aren't unique
and neither am I
We're not something new
we're not something special
We're just more people
taking up more resources

I like watching those in pain
I like being the one in pain
I like to think it makes me sane
I like getting to play this game

I like repeating the same thing day after day
I like unfinished stories I'll make them my way
I like being the one that doesn't get a say
I like the silence, it'll keep them at bay

I like sitting on my bed
I like letting you finish this instead.

I'm sinking farther into the sea
Air cut off, unable to breathe

But it's not all too bad
The water's warm
and the fish look nice

It's a shame I can only see this
By myself
at the end.

If something's mine
I want it to rhyme
It won't take much time
And it'll sound just fine

I'll twerk it
And rework it
Contort it
And transmorph it

I want it to look nice
So I add a little spice
Change up the formula
And add a pair of mice

I wouldn't write it
If I didn't like it
They'll make me want to quit
But I'll push on for just a bit

My poems are strange
And a bit weird
But my poems will change
And I'm just the same.

Are, are you coming to the tree?
We're left in a world
Where No one's happy.
What does our Future hold?
No one left to hold dear.
The children are saying
"Strange things have happened here."
No one is left crying.
When the sky went red
Everybody Fled.
The streets are bare
There's nobody there
They are all gone
By the light of dawn.
All's left is the rubble
Of our little bubble.
We soared so high
Trying to fly
But in the end
We all are dead.
The Tree is dead
The silence is heavy as lead
When the siren blew
No one knew what to do
Now we're all gone
all's left is this song.