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I feel like I'm standing in the middle of a bridge that's burning on both ends.

I feel angry at men, and society, and my ex, and myself, and God, and the world, and everything.

The anger is like a bitter fire that's warm, that builds up inside but doesn't get quite hot enough to burn me.

At this stage in life, I finally feel like an adult.

I have a ton of **** to figure out and do by myself. I have to figure out how to get a place and pay rent and apply to jobs and get experience.

Because that's what being an adult is, right?

I was always independent, and I love my independence, but this is one of those moments where people say they wish they were a kid again when life was good and they didn't have to get their *** up and do ****.

My life wasn't good as a kid.
It's turning good now.
I guess.

I just feel the burn
of having to work my *** off
my entire life
and not get a slap on the back.

I'm putting in 100% effort and getting nothing for it.

I complain about that in my mind
But nobody will ever really know
and nobody will ever really care
All I can do is write poetry about it.

The truth is
is that I'm slowly letting go of my grudges.
And that drives me insane.
My mind is fighting tooth and nail to become livid!
I'm making my age private so that people don't tell me stupid ****
fake me
i read the words on the screen
through other peoples eyes
i tell myself i'm being authentic
like everyone else,
i lie

but i don't know who i am
i'm feeling middle-aged
and my sexuality and soul
is feeling pretty caged

i'm feeling pretty fake
so fake me
mistake me
misplace me
or take me
away

somewhere far with all my things
i wanna be a stray
i wanna make love in an open land
and run my fingers through the sand
no one in this world will understand
me except my man
the best partner is one who understands you. i don't feel like anyone understands me. i feel like all the pain i held onto is releasing itself like a tight, sore, overworked muscle (yes i posted this on my page later)
Dear me,

STOP writing poetry as songs

NO ONE can hear it except you.

It sounds weird
And leaves the reader confused.

To you, however,

If read in this specific

Imaginary ***

Sing song way,

It sounds delightful
To ears in the 4th dimension.

Sadly,

Most people still live in first one.
And yes,
That makes you very unique, but you still have to follow the rules.

Sometimes.
Always have the slight fear
that you're watching me
your prescense doesn't disappear

To me, your shy voice is clear
whispering inside my ear
I want you closer, I feel you near

I want your hands on my skin
I want to feel your gentle lips
I feel you strong deep within

Can't get a grip, I let it slip.
I crave your essence, I need a sip
Your love's a wire, I always trip

You are gone
You don't know I'm here
I think I'll get used to it
I always feel like hes watching me...
So much love lost
memories cold
in the attic of our minds
I would love
to talk to you again
but I know
it's a waste of time.

I remember
your sweet smile
when we were in love
I was naive
and the world was bright
I thought I had it all.

And now
and it's as if
I live between
then and now
who I was
and who I am
are a girl
and a woman
with a long distance
between them.
Elephant me
Elephant you
Elephant she,
Elephant you, who?

I'm the elephant in this room
In a cage

**** and blood
On the floor
Bang my head against the doors
Metal bars and peanut shells
For an elephant, it's a living hell.

Fleshy beasts
Sit and stare
I'm having a nightmare, I'm scared
I'm the elephant within this cage
Kids think I'm fluffy and that I don't rage.

No ***, no sleep,
This is how they keep me.
The drugs are the only thing that make me sleepy
But the humans are the only ones who are sleeping,
And other elephants are the only ones worth seeing

If I'm not reading, I'm too busy weeping
My blood, sweat, and tears, they keep cleaning

I'm too stressed out to start eating
And they whip me in the knees,
I'm a weakling.

Getting thin,
Growing old,
Iron's hot,
But I'm cold
Breathing in
Dust and mold
Party hat
Feeling bold

Elephant me
Elephant you
Elephant she,
Elephant you, too?

I'm an animal,
And a clown.
And my skin's not the only thing that's gray
And brown.

I look down
My heart pounds
I cant hear the sound, I'm deaf
And I can barely take a breath
Cause the air is thin like death
But I'm a wearing a pretty wreath


EYEBROWS
BRAIN COLLAPSE
FLASHING LIGHTS
BARS BENT
CANDY
FENTANYL
CIRCUMVENT
MONKEYS SCREAM
PEOPLE HAVE ***
M&MS
SYNONYMS
INDIVIDUALS
IDIOMS
IDIOTS
PENDULUMS
TIME SWINGING
GRANDFATHER CLOCK
SOMEDAY
I'LL BE FREE
A SUNDAY
MY ELEPHANT
MAN WITH ME
ONE KID
AND A BALLOON
ELEPHANT DEATH, SHE DIES TOO SOON
AMAZON
POSTERCARD
ELEPHANT STICKER BREAKS HER HEART
ELEPHANT MAN
ELEPHANT KIN
BRAIN TINY, SKIN TIN
ELEPHANT ME,
ELEPHANT YOU
ELEPHANT SHE
ELEPHANT TOO.

ELEPHANT FREE.
I love Cage The Elephant, but decided to write about a caged elephant
My love
Come back to me
Im sorry for
Running away in tears,
And I don't know what to expect.

If I talked to you,
Would you welcome me with open arms?
Would you say the same things you said before?
I know you don't love me anymore

Oh, my love,
It's the only thing I've ever wanted
And not having it leaves me haunted
Im turning into a sunflower, getting jaundice
Turning colorful, turning yellow

Getting sick and becoming mellow
Tell your lover I said "Hello"
I'll stay watching from my meadow
While you and her settle
Im blowing steam like a kettle
I'm so hot for you babe

My love
Please come back to me
I miss the snickering,
And the bickering
And the times you made me mad

But I remember the lying,
And the crying,
And the times you made me sad

But oh how I miss the good days,
The average days,
No they weren't so bad.

And yes, I am truly mad.

Because I still love you
And adore you
Like the time never passed.

I can't leave the past in the past,
Oh, please just come back.
Haven't spoken to him in years
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