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461 · Feb 2018
_poem.
ergsweet Feb 2018
It’s like,
A glitch in the system
error.
Something stopped working.
Fix it,
Reload the data
Delete the inconvenience.
Everything’s brand new,
No viruses,
No defects.
Flaws?
None.
The infected files are gone.
Time passes time.
Broken, fixed
Broken, fixed
null.
Dead.
There’s nothing left.
Back to throwing it out
And getting a new one.
Replace, replace, replaced.
It’s not grammarptically correct when it comes to computer language, but I tried my best lol I wrote this poem when I was feeling really depressed today. All the emotions came at once and I took them all in like a computer. Everything infectious and alarming were coming all at once.
301 · Feb 2018
b i p o l a r
ergsweet Feb 2018
Stop
Stop
Don't make me feel guilty. Don't give me those eyes. un
Run
I'll run from my problems. I know it's bad for me.
Look
Look
It's time to let me go. It's only going to hurt a little bit.
Close
Close
Stop looking for someone again. Stop trying to fill that hole.
No good
No good
It won't change anything. It won't heal you at all.
Not bad
Not bad
You can't demonize me. You can't make me feel worse.
Leave
Leave
I won't leave.
I won't leave.
I have to leave.
I have to leave.
This is a reeeaally old poem I wrote for this boy I likes at the time. Everything I said and did around him was bipolar.
295 · Mar 2018
Emily
ergsweet Mar 2018
Hey, you seem distant.
This has been so consistent.
Is it because of your family?
Or is it because of that girl, Emily?
The one with the strange attitude,
The one who seems to hate you?
She's hard to comprehend,
She seems to pretend;
That she isn't lonely.
That you're not the one and only.
Why doesn't she understand,
That she doesn't need a man
To make her
Independent
Or happy
Or whole
Why don't you love yourself?
You're not your own enemy.
Love, Emily
260 · Feb 2018
.ing
ergsweet Feb 2018
The feeling.
Electrifying.
Yet, so terrifying.
I think I’m dying.
I was playing with words

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