No one knows this, but you bleed words.
No one reads these words, for it's absurd.
To think your silly words might want to be heard.
Be cradled and be cherished,
A disappointment worth a demerit.
Have I got more time? I must spare it.
For you bleed words.
No one reads these words, for that's just absurd.
You're simply another cow led to pasture in the herd.
Follow the crowd or else you'll be picked out.
Lead a staggering speech, you must speak out loud.
So don't be an idiot and stand there bleeding words that no one has ever heard.
They want the perfect side of you so that's what you'll give them.
The shadow who's silent and bleeds blood like normal people do.
Oh god why can't you be normal?
Why must you twist these adjectives into slant rhymes?
Why must you make everything seem like a dream when all that's left for humans is to die.
Complete your task.
Normal people bleed blood.
You bleed poems you etched onto your wrist in colorful sharpie then hide under foolish hoodie sleeves.
Not even your mother knows this, these pained words she'll never see.
Look at me, why won't you just look at me?
Look at me bleeding.
Look at me bleeding blood.
Look at me being normal.
Why can't you be like me?
Why can I read you like a book, why can I see your thoughts with every nervous look.
Why can't you name a single poet other than yourself?
Why haven't you studied, oh lord you're so behind.
Too busy trying to find a creative way to describe colorfully dying.
You'll never be perfect.
You'll never be normal.
You bleed your words, and I bleed mine.
thank you so much for the support!! this is one of the first poems i ever truly wrote and i'm so happy to see something that means so much to me has affected other people too. love you!
We are born in times of Herod, but never flee,
From Holy to sin mutation erupted in our mist,
Consumed by **** screen to scream in addiction cage,
We set our bodies free, let them hunt hormones.
We created a Universe in our nakedness,
Exposed twinkling stars,
A relationship with darkness
Incubus and succubus collided.
And He said, "Who told you that you were naked?
Things we learn when our parents close Eyes praying for us are poisonous,
We kissed dead bodies sacking their venoms
Slowly we carry souls in our backs.
We are lost.
Heavy is a mind
That is chained to its past
Heavy is a soul
That knows no way forward
Heavy is a spirit
That keeps running around in circles
Heavy are the eyes
That never stopped shedding tears
Heavy are the ears
That remain slaves to your voice
Heavy are the hands
That knows no other feeling but you
Heavy is the heart
That is struggling to forget everything
Heavy is a person
That drags himself down
To memories that will never
Become a reality
Heavy are his dreams
If these dreams can never be
And will only be
The source of his nightmares
Heavy are the arms
That helplessly linger for yours
Constantly waiting for you
Though never to come back
I've had enough
Thanks for reading!
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