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 Oct 2014 Amanda Patrina
AJ
I'm too tired to talk.
But we can always
Just stare at each other,
And get drunk in a dimly lit room.
Or not.
I'm sitting in In-School-Suspension
I flick their air with my tongue,
And I can taste the tension
And the humility
Of the acts that got my fellow **** ups here

One was in a fight,
One was selling ***,
One caught with a knife,
The other blew his snot,
On the principal

This room is as bland as bland can be
Tanned walls and tall ceilings,
That are impossible to reach
I just can't shake the feeling,
Of boredom taking over me

This poem has no real purpose,
I'm writing to pass the time,
Only five more hours to go,
Since it's half past nine

Tick, tock, tick tock,
Goes the clock,
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
There it goes again, the clock
With it's ticking,
And it's tocking
It's driving me insane,
Up the tanned walls to the high ceilings
I can't shake the feeling,
Of boredom taking over me
Physical Pain subsides;
Mental Pain persists.
Title is "Dream" in German.
The same word part means "Scar" in Greek
and is the root of the English "Trauma".
Do I defy
the very things
that you stand for?

Do I represent
the very things
that you hate?

Well, then,
let me
tell you
that you
are the very same
to me!
To be spoken to Society,
particular people,
or to yourself.
"Growing Up"
is a Euphemism
for gaining the capacity
for more Responsibility.

It can be said
that by this definition;
very few seem to grow up.

They tell us
that to "grow up"
means to **** up to the Man (in essence)
and to learn to pay the Man's dues;
far too many grow up
by this definition.

Please;
attain an edified perspective
enough to be trusted
with your own free will,
That is to say;
"grow up"
 Aug 2013 Amanda Patrina
Angie
I remember bothering you everyday just to get your attention.I remember waiting for you to notice me.I remember always walking around you, so that I could get the chance to give you a hug and smell you because your scent was soothing.I remember us talking but you would somehow manage to avoid me. I remember my friend playing a prank on us and that prank got us together. I remember our first kiss, so sweet but awkward. I remember our first argument and our first little break up and how after it things just seemed to go wrong, I remember us parting our own way, but I also remember missing you every night.
I remember wanting to be with you.
And ever though you're with someone new,I still cherish every moment we had together because even though you're gone, your soul still haunts me and I couldn't give up the little part of you I still have left in me.

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