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170 · Feb 2020
Tuning
Chris Feb 2020
Tuning my thoughts
To match my words

Tied into knots
Of broken lies

Defeating smile
The ten yard mark

Saw from a mile
All bite, no bark.

Bottled sadness
Soon to explode

Constant madness
A fading light

Dimming darkness,
That stole my fight

My will to live
My only right

It's been reversed
Flipped on its head

Reverse of what's not.
Wish I was dead.
Enjoy.
169 · Jan 2020
Elves On The Mountainside
Chris Jan 2020
Upon the hill
I see the light glow
A place of happiness
That I'll never know
163 · Oct 2022
220'
Chris Oct 2022
On the edge again
The void down below
If you think too much
You'll take a step back

Ignore yourself
Suppress the thoughts
Leave care behind
Just take the step
162 · Dec 2018
Emergence
Chris Dec 2018
One heart beats and another starts
The machine assembles the parts.
Sprinkled with water it's set free
Our lives are spent to bloom the seed.
A woman's cry to start this life
The tools never tell us lies.
It tells us it's positive
Try to pause a bit.
Let things slow down
Thought's will make you drown.
Your belief tells you what
Your mind thinks too much.
Say yes to end the pain
But end a life in vain.
A family member has a teen pregnancy. I want to help but every thinks it's amazing. They don't realize that she's already behind on grades and will have a hard time dealing with the real world but everyone acts as if this is good.
Chris Mar 2019
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.
I had 2 minutes to make this and I had to use the word exacerbate in it. It was made to be more comedic than anything. Also I was pretty sick when I made this 'song'.
Enjoy.
159 · Jun 2019
No More! No More!
Chris Jun 2019
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!
I just wanted to mess around with words that counteract each other. Enjoy.
159 · Jun 2020
Apathy
Chris Jun 2020
Apathy
Brings only pain
A bullet in part
It enters your brain
And goes out your heart
Thanks for reading this.
158 · Jun 2020
Dear Class of 2020
Chris Jun 2020
I put on my cap and gown and went outside.
The wind was gentle and the sun was warm.
My gown was smooth, soft, and it made me happy.
My cap was light and ready to be thrown miles.
The moment comes and the moment passes.
My gown's still folded on the counter with my cap on top.
Neither has been worn, what's the point?
Maybe someone can use it in the future.
I'll just save it for them.
Covid kinda *****.
I was listening to "Saintlike" by Jakey when I started writing this.
157 · Apr 2021
The Ferret King
Chris Apr 2021
Cover me in your words
Bathe me in your thoughts
Drown me in your dreams
Fill me with your hopes.

Connect the dots
Piece by piece
Tied into knots
Your dreams
your dreams.

Sorrow-laden pills of joy
From misery and despair
They're yours and yours alone
To feed me, tied to a throne.

A crown of thorns rests on my head
My blood to pay for the life you lead
My words. My hope. My dreams. My hopes.
Force-fed, now they fill me with dread.
I couldn't come up with a name for this.

All comments are appreciated.
157 · Nov 2019
Sancho's Party Foul
Chris Nov 2019
A little too much to drink.
A little too much that day.

Yes I went a little too far
And I'm willing to work hard.

But he won't give me a chance
One strike and then you're out.

I didn't mean to hit him that hard
But now I've got to clean it up.
***** to be you Sancho.
Enjoy.
157 · Jul 2020
Starting From Zero
Chris Jul 2020
Covered in thoughts
Soaked in regrets
I'm starting over
From nothing
Again
This was inspired by my favorite show Re:Zero
155 · Mar 2020
Do Not Weep For A Rainbow
Chris Mar 2020
A rainbows end
Should not be sad.

For its life
Was full of color.

The other side,
A new journey.

Glimmering gold
Is where it starts.

Shining beauty
Is where it parts.

Then the clouds leave.
As is the law.

Around the bend,
The last it saw.

Do not weep for a rainbow-
Even though it may be sad.

When you mourn for the rainbow-
You ruin what it once had.
I started this about 4 months ago but didn't know what to do with it. I finished it earlier today in class. I don't know how it makes you guys feel, but it makes me extremely emotional and I almost cry every time I read it.
154 · Nov 2020
The Picture Of Shame
Chris Nov 2020
Walking through the city
Rather;
The city's remains
Seeing bodies being thrown about in every which way

A starving child here
A screaming man there
The enemy scrambling for the politician's hair

Running through the streets and what remains
Filled with smoke and flames
The picture of shame
Tell me what you think.
Partially inspired by the song "Calm Like A Bomb" by Rage Against The Machine.
153 · Jul 2019
With Me
Chris Jul 2019
I've heard it for hours
Played it on end
Helped me when in need,
On it I depend

This verse still ringing in my head
The bittersweet memories attached
Motivated by its heartfelt words
But it feels like I need it detached.

"I want you to know: with everything, I won't let this go
These words are my heart and soul
I'll hold on to this moment, you know
'Cause I'd bleed my heart out to show that I won't let go"

I love you
I really do
But the year has passed
My need for falsity
is gone.
You will be missed.

Yours truly.
I used to listen to this song a lot about a year ago. I loved it and I still do. But I need to move on. Enjoy.
150 · Feb 2019
False
Chris Feb 2019
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.
I've been pushing out stuff that I come to regret lately. I hope you guys like it though.
Enjoy.
150 · Mar 2020
Warmth and Chaos
Chris Mar 2020
Warmth from chaos
A past time of mine
It makes me feel goey
And nice inside.

The destruction of lives
The loss of property.
I enjoy it all.
Just not when it's me.
I think most of us feel like this.
149 · May 2020
Love or Abuse?
Chris May 2020
Bird in a cage
With no bars.

It's cut free
Yet it remains.
This was inspired by the poem "Caged Bird" by Maya Angelou. It has basically nothing to do with what inspired it, but just thought I'd let you guys know.
149 · Mar 2019
Scars
Chris Mar 2019
Are they a marking of pain?
Or a sign of growth?
Enjoy
148 · Jun 2020
Bottle Me Up
Chris Jun 2020
Bottle me up
Push me down
Bury me
Beneath your guts
I'll squirm
And it will hurt
But you can't.
You can't let me show.
If someone sees
You'll be outlawed
You'll be ostracized
You'll be a coward.
You'll be hated.
Now keep it a secret.
"You crying? What, are you a p*ssy or something?"
146 · Feb 2019
Suffering
Chris Feb 2019
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.
Add your lines or stanzas on how it should continue/end.
Enjoy.
142 · Aug 2020
The View From Halfway Down
Chris Aug 2020
Halfway down
A mirror to my past
Of misery
And now regret
A quarter to go
It's churning in my guts
A splash in the world
A ripple to remember
A mirror of nothing
"And when I came to, all I felt was regret" - Probably someone
140 · Feb 2019
Flames
Chris Feb 2019
They lick hungrily at something to burn
Like the human mind wanting to learn.
I was originally wanting to add more. But I felt it was all said in those two lines.
Enjoy.
139 · Jan 2019
Appeal
Chris Jan 2019
Am I just another face in the crowd?
Given no reason to be proud
Just hear me scream so loud
Watching the farm get plowed.

Comes down on me so hard
I don't know what to feel
Leaving my body scarred
How'd life get so real?

Beatings that can't be seen
Controlling behind the screen
Beat me like your coward queen
Cover up and clean the scene

My face, a price of gold
Create my priceless mold
Flaunt me, but can't be sold
Trade me when you grow old.

When you get something new
Buy me for my appeal
no one really cares what's true
When you forever kneel.
True beauty.
Enjoy.
138 · May 2020
Motivation
Chris May 2020
Lacking
Fleeting
Rare
20 assignments
20 overdue.
I'm really hating life right now. I don't have the motivation to do a **** thing. There was a short period in time in which I was motivated to do things again when I was able to take care of these ferrets, but my family got angry that I was allowing them out of their cage and they wouldn't even let me change their litter and I've just fallen back into this depression. Thanks for reading this block of text, and I hope you have a wonderful day.
135 · May 2020
Reunited
Chris May 2020
Gramer Nazy
I'm alright I guess
I've just been playing games
Nothing else much

uoYkcuF
Cool

Gramer Nazy
I've been reflecting on the person I am
and I've become someone that I like more.

uoYkcuF
Good

Gramer Nazy
What're you doing right now?
Besides talking to me

uoYkcuF
In bed

Gramer Nazy
What are you doing
What's in your room?

uoYkcuF
A bed, a dresser and boxes

Gramer Nazy
How long have the boxes been there?

uoYkcuF
Since Mom died
Almost 3 weeks

Gramer Nazy
What's in them?

uoYkcuF
Her stuff

Gramer Nazy
Sorry
What made you wanna talk to me again?

uoYkcuF
Haven't you been off a while

Gramer Nazy
I'm always on
I changed my pfp
But I've always just been hanging out

uoYkcuF
Ok

Gramer Nazy
you tried writing any poems?

uoYkcuF
No

Gramer Nazy
Wanna give it a shot?

uoYkcuF
Sure.

Gramer Nazy
You wanna write one together?
Let me know what you think
133 · Jan 2019
The bombs that blew.
Chris Jan 2019
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.
It was written by a friend she wants feedback. It's her first one.
Thank you
Enjoy.
133 · Feb 2020
A Good Friend
Chris Feb 2020
Talking to myself
Might seem crazy.
Especially
when in public.

But I didn't think
I was talking
to myself.

I thought
I was talking
to you.
Enjoy.
132 · Jan 2020
Workhorse
Chris Jan 2020
Busting my back
Breaking my bones
Helping the pack
Holding their stones.

Workhorse will try
Workhorse won't budge
It's time's gone by
I'll be the judge
I just thought it sounded nice.
129 · Jun 2020
Balance
Chris Jun 2020
Leaning back
In my chair
Balancing
My weight.

I'm not scared
If I fall
All I'll break
Is your heart.
"Be careful with others hearts and don't put up with someone who's not careful with yours." - Everyone's free to wear sunscreen.
128 · Feb 2019
Fuck
Chris Feb 2019
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.
Enjoy.
128 · Nov 2018
I Bid You Adieu
Chris Nov 2018
Since I was a small child I saw the worst in people. People would cheat, people would steal and people would lie.

My father was a man of no honor. He stole my moms heart, gave her another life to care for then left her eternally.

Since I was a small child  I saw the worst in people. People would cheat, people would steal and people would lie.

My ears would catch the voices of the unfaithful. They would betray their 'love' and lie to the innocent.

Since I was a small child I saw the worst in those around me. They would lie to me and tell me to trust the ***** dogs.

My eyes felt the gaze of the dogs upon me. The beautiful beasts, embodying innocence, gave me the lie of hope.
Unfinished not sure of where to go with it.
127 · Feb 2019
Just bouncing about.
Chris Feb 2019
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.
Enjoy
125 · Apr 2020
Untitled
Chris Apr 2020
I wanna make it out of this alive
But I don't know how
I can see the door closing
But I can't move.

The rope is tightening
Air is cut thin
Time is running out
But it's fine.
Can I get some sympathy points?
Chris Sep 2018
The child with no scars
Even gets fancy food and knifes
He'll never have to hide behind bars
his life will be without strife.

The child with no scars
Gets all he wants without work
Everyone tells him he'll make it far
but nobody sees how much he hurts.
I feel that this poem is my lifes work and i'm trying to perfect it. this is the OG iteration of it. i will put all iterations in the site
124 · Oct 2018
If it all fades
Chris Oct 2018
If everything fades away.
What's the point of living today?
If everything we work so hard for,
is just lost so someone else can get more.

When life get's you down off your drug,
Just give it another click enjoy the pugs.
If all we have will soon fade,
Then let it all live on for the pain.
idk just kinda doing stuff again :/
123 · Feb 2019
A bad friend
Chris Feb 2019
That's me.
You thought I'd help.
But I failed again.

I'm sorry
But I'm not what you see.
I'm just another poser.

That's me.
You can call me 'friend'
But if I must...

I won't hesitate to betray you again.
Enjoy
122 · Sep 2018
When You Wake For The Day
Chris Sep 2018
When you wake for the day
But see your trapped in yesterday
Yet set out to be one with sea
And hide behind mountains

When one with earth
Is trapped in technology
What happiness it brings
With the lives that it takes.
I have no idea what this means. I just wrote it and now it's there.
122 · Jun 2020
I am a thumb
Chris Jun 2020
I am a thumb
with joints
with bones
with ligaments
with skin
with nails
with blood
with pain
Just trying something new.
I made this while listening to "Pack of Rats" by Rusty Cage.
122 · May 2020
Fleeting
Chris May 2020
Never before have I been in a moment like this


and now it's gone.
120 · Jul 2020
Paladin > Bard
Chris Jul 2020
Your ****** Powers
Are nothing in the face of
My double ax slap
119 · Apr 2020
In Times Of Need
Chris Apr 2020
I wanted to write this for someone else to read
Let you know I'll be there in your time of need.
Even though I can't actually be there
I wanted you to know I still care.
Short but sweet. Stay strong comrades!
118 · Mar 2020
Don't Worry About It
Chris Mar 2020
I'm gonna **** myself
But it's for attention
So it doesn't count
So just let this slide.

When you hear the bang
Don't enter the room.

I want you to call the police.
Tell them you heard a loud bang in my room.

Don't worry about the future
I left a box of stuff.

In the box, there's a list.
It's for Matt. Don't look.
Unless you hate surprises.

I left enough gifts on there to last you 20 years.
Matt will buy them
Or he'll feel like ****.

For Ky, I left my computer.
Hers is better, but she said she wanted mine
When we were 12.

For Hope, I leave my grandma's blanket.
It's torn and filthy, but that adds to its history.

I don't want you to enter at all.
At least for a year.

When the time's up
You'll find something special.

When it comes time to clean
Have Matt and Brian do it.

For Jared, I leave my old games
He says they're collectors.

For Liam, I leave Fire Emblem.
Maybe this will get him to play it.

Sorry that it was always me and you.
And not someone more interesting.

Jenna will console you
at least at first.
So you'll have someone else to talk to.

I was never good at conversation
So sorry for wasting time

But maybe now,
I'll be good for conversation.
It was inspired by 'night mother play. I hope you enjoyed and maybe thought about how you would leave a letter.
117 · Jun 2019
To Dear Me
Chris Jun 2019
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.
This poem was written in my English class as our final. We had to write about the things we've faced over the course of the semester and about our problems. I think I did pretty good, everyone else did the average essay format, but he didn't say we had to write it in an essay, so I did this. Enjoy.
Chris Feb 2020
Cheating on you-
With myself.
Nothing to do.
Not with you.
Hey look! They're having a divorce!
113 · Mar 2020
Oozing from my eyes
Chris Mar 2020
Oozing from my eyes
Down to my nose
Taste's like gunk
Sounds of funk
On my fingertips.
Yo that's whack. That's like, all the sense's a person has. Whoa, radical.
Chris Sep 2019
If I were to take a ****** of the whipper snappers stack
Would I be put with the snappers pudding pack?
But perhaps a putters prepping prepares the snapper
But too prepared and the snappers pudding’s pack goes whack!
The snapper quacks in the snappers shack but what the snapper lacks
Is a sniping snappers smirk with a snapping remark
The whippersnappers friend the smiling shark remarks
“I’m glad to take part in such a part in the remote part of the park!”
“That snort was short” yelled from across the court was the upset porg.
For his movie failed and his ship had sailed beyond the mail to the forgotten land where's he derailed.
This was really quickly and poorly made but thought I might as well share it with you guys. Enjoy.
111 · Dec 2019
River Phoenix
Chris Dec 2019
Liquid courage slides down my gullet
To approach her from across the room.

Told myself that she was full of it
A habit spelling my certain doom.

One deep breath intakes the fun-to-be
Helps me push away my deepest fears.

I can feel the music about me
Finally fitting in with my peers.

Spinning my good friend, I find a match
Taller than I, but nothing like her.

Hot and heavy moving past her patch
Finish within the time I assure.

Up a level, the party begins
My first winter storm left me burning.

Now it's really boiling up within
Up my nostrils, I feel it churning.

The yellow cannonball firing far
At last, I can be with the great stars
Give me your feedback and what you think this is.
(this one would probably have been better titled Sancho's Party Foul)
Enjoy.
111 · Feb 2020
I'm In Trouble.
Chris Feb 2020
I'm sorry for your time
I'm sorry to make you work.
Didn't mean to cause a crime
Didn't want him to get hurt.

You were kind
And you were calm.
Now you'd find
My head in my palm.

I'm sorry to say
It ended this way
I wish you a good day
Sorry Mr. B
111 · Oct 2018
They do their dance
Chris Oct 2018
I watch the young couple doing their dance
All the while a business man loses his chance
He thinks to himself, "What if I could be-
the one  loving behind the tree?"

The young couples dance comes to an end
The business man notices the trend
He says to himself, "If we see what's to be-
then can we profit off others misery?

The old friends leave behind their lives
To pick up a new kind of jive
The business man says, now old and gray,
"What if they all had a chance to say their say?"

He looks back in pain at the love he left
"What have I done, I've committed theft.
Taken all of which the young people need.
If only i had what's now inside of me."

The old man lies in his bed dreaming of a better year
Although they lived life in fear
They never gave in to the lies we live.
Honestly, idk. I feel like it has a meaning... But i know it doesn't, or at least i butchered it trying to give it one.
111 · Jan 2019
School
Chris Jan 2019
School is filled with rules.
Followed by too many fools.
Spending many years in schools.
You think we'd have the tools!

Tools to help let us know.
Help us find where we'll go.
To put our thoughts on show.
Make our creativity flow!

Instead we're put inside a cell.
Falling deeper within our well.
We're forced to live in this hell.
Never to break free from our shell!

Pulling us further from our kin.
We're to find the area within.
Setting us up for greater sins.
What's learned can't help with what we're in!

They want a story to rhyme
But won't give you any time
Stay silent like a mime
Feel like you've commit a crime.

Teachers will take what you earn
Being left with no where to turn
To become more than a fern
We must choose what we learn.
So I wrote this poem after taking a math test that I thought was something that I'm never gonna use because I plan to be a Drama or English teacher. I would like to have a discussion with people about this but teachers just ignore me or wave me away. We should introduce subjects and let the students choose if they want to follow them. Not have everything mandatory and useless. As an English teacher I would rarely, if ever, need to use the quadratic function. I also feel many times in school, our creativity is stomped out and we're to be machines that repeat menial tasks. I would like to hear anyone who read this far's opinion in the comments.

Thank you, enjoy.
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