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 Mar 2014 crowdedinfinity
Sir B
i am a kid
i will remain a kid..
 Mar 2014 crowdedinfinity
Sir B
The matter starts with the way the country is
No blame going to anyone

You see
America has established itself
as a country that works forever
tires out, stresses things
which are unnecessary
The people work
till they fall down dead
figuratively
They aren't given as many
vacations
have to work, remember?!!?
This leads them to more stress
harms their health
creates a place which is unfriendly
where, you cannot show up
at someone's house without calling before
LIKE WHAT!
You don't do that in other countries
you just knock on their door
and they let you in and its friendly


America, oh noes
You have to call to let them know
you are coming over
its friends
its family
its supposed to be informal
they are part of you
they make you
they needn't take an appointment with you
to
  meet  you

I find too many things wrong in America
Once I have noticed them
I cannot remove them
and just keep seeing more faults
It's not like something is wrong with me
No.
Not anymore.

It's the society now
They have to take blame for ******* over thousands of people
They manipulate you,
literally
It's about time that they take blame
for telling how
"America"
has to live and be a total working place

It shouldn't. Its just another country. Even Europe is better off!!

I have exhausted my topics, but in the end
its just that America might need to change
maybe, for the better

I know my voice will be unheard, but I want to express my opinion
now, I have finally realized.
I am fine, its the society
This new culture
This new standard of living

*This isn't for me.
*Might need more work, criticism is appreciated*

If this write is controversial for you, please mention how. Otherwise, try to help out the other poets who are in similar and worse conditions than me. I don't want to let go unseen. I have to make an effort to make the snowball effect happen.
Life woke up.

All was nothingness.
Then light sets in.
The absence of darkness
Makes it weep.

Life started to grow.

Controlled by strangers.
Sharing the love they had.
Then they leave.
The absence of them.
Makes it weep.

Life grew longer.

Books, notes, lectures.
Leeching time away.
Then failure comes.
The absence of success.
Makes it weep.

Life adapted.

Friends pushing forward.
Supporting, never leaving.
Then life repeated itself.
The absence of company.
Makes it weep.

Life moved on.

Strangers come and go.
Proud, happy, loving.
Then the truth is revealed.
The absence of trust.
Makes it weep.

Life learned.

The day came to an end.
Loneliness prevailed.
Then life slept again.
The absence of light.
Makes it smile.
Re-released because I accidentally deleted it
 Mar 2014 crowdedinfinity
Sir B
You are wonderful
and interesting
and just so intelligent

I know!!
I understand
and i know its wonderful
talking to an interesting person

But I don't believe in myself
I don't trust myself
I am cynical
Doubting myself
preventing myself from gaining my power

Just being cynical is preventing me
this is not good
I am cynical of my own powers and I don't realize that I have the power, voice, and inspiration to help others and myself.
 Mar 2014 crowdedinfinity
Sir B
It is hard
living for another person
knowing that if you lose hope
then they will as well
You are their lifeline
The external soul
of a dead person
trying to keep them
alive and make sure
they are good and
don't try anything stupid
That's tough.
And to top that off
you only have one chance
and you cannot afford to fail at your job
one mistake and both of you tumble
and it might result in the end of one of you
It's hard living for someone else
But some people still do it
and we need to help them
....

easier to die for someone
really.

Its actually easy saying you will jump
in front of a bullet or a roof
to save someone else


**Hard living for someone else
I don't have anyone to live for.. this poem was not the desired end result, but I just wanted to put it out there that its hard living for someone else.. the post was on tumblr
 Mar 2014 crowdedinfinity
Sir B
I imagined that you jumped off a cliff
with a smile on your face
and telling me
I can survive this fall
but i knew you couldn't
it was too high
told you to stop, but you jumped anyways
the whole world turned dark and
spirits invaded my mind
I awoke and didn't sleep again
and it was hell all over.
This dream came to me around Late November 2013. It's my worst nightmare till record because that person who jumped off the cliff was Jack...
 Mar 2014 crowdedinfinity
Sir B
This whole system
where
hating yourself
or trying to **** yourself
is more accepted
than loving yourself?

I am not just being cynical
I am trying to provoke thoughts
no-one is taking any action on this
that people find it more
socially acceptable
saying you are suicidal
than they do when you say
"i love myself"

I find it wrong
but i can't do anything about it
can i.
Though this poem highlights the things wrong, I am actually knee deep and just cannot control my emotions. I feel suicidal too often sometimes. It's not good, but I really don't know what to do...
I no longer wish to survive in this world, my love*

So that's it then,
That's your punishment

You. Live.
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