Bitter Little Pills - Hello Poetry

Nov 2020

Francie Lynch

I don't believe the sky is blue on a sunny day.
I don't believe the water's wet while dripping on my deck.
I don't believe in puppies, even as they nip.
I don't believe in the air I breathe as I call out for help.
I don't believe in cancer, though we're dying from it daily.
I don't believe in birth or death, and transmigration's crazy.
I don't believe in taxes, vaxes or laxatives.
I don't believe in schools, churches and stores.
I don't believe in spouses, I don't believe in ******.
I don't believe in poverty, just cause you have no money.
I don't believe in love or clowns, and I'm not being funny.
I don't believe in polls, police and office holders.
I can't believe the *******, even though the election's over.

This would be the creed of an evertrumper

#foxandfriends #realdonaldtrump #creeds #evertrumpers #nevertrumpers

Nov 2020

grumpV

𝕕𝕒𝕕, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕

hey dad
i knew talking to you was pointless
cause you still think you were right.

you don't wanna know my hurt.
you don't want to understand the pain and agony in my head, in my heart because you never cared enough to ask.
you never even tried to be there.
none of you did.

where were you when the leaves fell off the trees like the tears from my eyes in the cold winter air as you smoked away your problems.
as you smoked away me.
one puff more as i begged you to stop, but of course you didn't.
you never listened to me anyways.

threaten to put your hands on me.
you always seemed to fix your problems with drugs and violence.
every excuse is a new step towards the breaking point.
the breaking point is what i'm scared of.

its like every hurtful word is another blade on my skin.
crimson blood puddles flowing out of every crack you left in me.
if my own father left me.. how am i supposed to trust that no one else will?

it seems i cant be happy.
whenever it gets better, i fall back down into the dark.
broken even more as i smack down at the bottom of the pit.
in my
𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭.
𝓮𝓶𝓹𝓽𝔂.
𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓭.
left alone
again

you scorched the burning hate in my soul for anyone like you.
you showed me that no one can change.
not even after my 14 years of life, have you changed.

i hope you feel your empty soul ache as you see me finally happy that i let you go.

i hope you break as you hold the little necklace i held so dear to me.

i hope you feel your heart rot as your kids go on to live their lives without you.

i hope you are happy.

:)

i have been disowned from my dad's side of the "family"
guess they can stand on the sidelines and watch my success from there
but they wont be part of it

#gone #left #daddyissues #withoutyou

Nov 2020

Ameliorate

Doormat

You walk up to the porch, muddy boots disturbing settled dust
Looking down, you proceed to wipe boots off
I cringe slightly as muck settles into my crevices
You finish your task and step onward toward warmth, leaving your wake behind
***** and dripping wet
“Let me get the door for you”, I say happily as I brush the dirt off my clothes following you inside.

Cptsd fawn. This is an analogy of people pleasing as a trauma response.

© JUPITERSPROUT_2020

#cptsd #mental #health #analogy

Nov 2020

grumpV

𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽

the world could be better
if i disappeared
no more pain in my head
and no more judgement that sneered

death seems scary
unless you understand
if you think about the benefits
you'll instantly take his hand

Your tears create canyons
down your cheeks to your chin
id totally leave this earth,
a dark world of sin.

i like the color yellow
it makes my eyes shine
but not even the colors
can change my harsh mind

i think im still here
because im scared of the truth
what happens to my family
if they ever knew?

they walk to my room
a note on the door
they see my limp body
laying on the floor

your sweet little girl
not so sweet anymore
she died a long time ago..
she's rot to the core

just some thoughts i get from time to time

thanks for reading!!

#death

Nov 2020

Elizabeth Kelly

The Cowboy and The Devil

He fancies himself a cowboy
In line at the corner store
Concealed carry snug on his hip
(He secretly hopes someone gives him some lip)
The cashier hands him his change without meeting his gaze
He’s surprised and aroused.
She knows her place.

Selling your soul’s not a deal with the devil
Selling your soul is a deal with yourself
Make the choice over and over
To shake your own hand
And pretend that it’s somebody else

He fancies himself a nonconformist.
A free thinker
The sheep will all do what they’re told
And he’ll be ****** before he goes peacefully to slaughter.
It was easy, he figured it out
Demanding proof is just an excuse to hide behind doubt
A warrior,
he wields the flaming sword of truth
His wife asks a question; he breaks her front tooth.

Selling your soul’s not a deal with the devil
Selling your soul is a deal with yourself
Make the choice over and over
To shake your own hand
And pretend that it’s somebody else

Somewhere a fat man is checking the math as he’s being served lunch
Picking through numbers, looking for nibbles
He dribbles drool onto his chin,
as he dials his guy in The Caymans
His stomach is rumbling, it’s never enough!
To deepen ones pockets, one first must make cuts.

The determinant cause for the silver mine fire
Will read “Accident: faulty electrical wire; Company denies liability
per signed agreement at hire.”
And the cowboy free thinker won’t laugh at the joke,
he’ll just choke
There will be no survivors

But today, The Cowboy nurses his hate,
while Somewhere a fat man is writing the fate of the cowboy in pen,
pleased to be Great Again.

Selling your soul’s not a deal with the devil
Selling your soul is a deal with yourself
Make the choice over and over
To shake your own hand
And pretend that it’s somebody else

#maga #qanon #idol #worship #hypocrite #cowboy #satan #the #devil #wake

Nov 2020

Francie Lynch

Christmas Messages

Joe: Peace on Earth,
Good will towards men.

Don: **** on Earth,
My will towards women.

#christmasblessings #joebiden

Oct 2020

Francie Lynch

How Many Racists Can **** On the Head of a Pin

"I'm the least racist person in the room,"
Presupposes
There are worse racists in the room.
Or,
I'm the only racist in the room.

#therealdonaldtrump #trump #racism

Oct 2020

Francie Lynch

Equilibrium

Potus fallin'
Flotus stallin'
Scotus appalin'

Kim's cryin'
Vlad's lyin'
Donnie's dyin'

Joe's soarin'
Dems scorin'

God's in heaven,
All's right with the world
(Almost)

Finding level again

#election2020 #potus #flotus #scotus #trump

Oct 2020

Francie Lynch

Still Laughing

... still laughing,
I was told Goody's gonna die Sunday.
It's Nascar Weedkend,
Thanksgiving?

We weren't sure of him last week;
So we hoped, some prayed;
Me too.
It wouldn't have happened at all
If Mark didn't laugh so much,
eat so much,
talk so much,
chew so little,
swallow so little,
laugh much more,
drink and such,
choke so fast.
Leave so quickly.

That's Goody.
Still laughing.

RIP Mark Goodacre.

Oct 2020

Francie Lynch

In Vacant Or In Pense-ive Mood

Pink eyes, and
     Teary cries.
He tries against
     Liting flies.
Sticking lies.
     Goodbyes!

Tip of the cap to Wordsworth's "Daffodils."

#mikepense #vicepresident #debate2020 #election2020 #penseandflies

Oct 2020

Francie Lynch

Epicaricacy

520 000 is Unjust
520 000 + 1 is unjustly better.

The passing of a don. 😎

#trump #death #covid19 #justice #schadenfreude

Sep 2020

Francie Lynch

Oh, What a World... What a World

I was tricked into believing
This is my world.
There are too many signs
That can't be ignored.
It's certainly not my old world.
No, not my world at all.
Not the one I inherited,
And not the world I'll leave you.
And I'm so sorry for the mess we're in.
I'm sorry I'm made of carbon,
I'm changing,
I could be a diamond still.

Tip of the hat to the Wicked Witch of the West for the title.

#environment #climatechange #poverty #hunger #homelessness

Sep 2020

Francie Lynch

The Bogus Eaters

POTUS
FLOTUS
VPOTUS
SCOTUS

A tip of the cap to my good friend, Homer.

#uspolitics #presidenttrump #trump #pence #melaniatrump #potus #scotus #flotus