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Matt
Poems
Jun 2016
Things Aren't Adding Up
I want you
To point and laugh
At me
To laugh as I cry
To make fun
Of my meaningless
Suffering
Until the day I die
I don't like
This body
That much
You can probably tell
But "that's life"
Or "that's how it goes"
Oh well
And as I eat
And **** in
Each painful breath
I read about
How Fukishima radiation
WIll continue to damage
Our health
The healthy and happy
Prosper
And their contententment
Continues on
As I am left
To sing
A miserable
Sad song
Hours in chat rooms
And what the
"F
*
for?
Just so women
Can mock me
And I can be
Their *****
I'm a sad pathetic guy
And it's plain to see
That there therapist
Could do nothing
To prepare me
For this misery
And I know about hope
And all of that too
Struggle through another day
Is all I can do
And I see women so happy
And so satisfied
When well-hung men
Bury themselves deep
Inside....
And I told this woman
About how Matt
Is not my real name
How when she calls
Me "Maddeline"
It takes away some pain
Do I even exist?
Am I even really here?
Without much human contact
Not much to fear
Three different chat rooms
And I move
From one to one...
And as I furiously *******
I have so much fun!
This is my life
And there is no one
Else here except me
At 12, at 2, at 4
It's the same misery
And the awkwardness of
The left shoulder
Still continues on
And in this game
Of life
I'm just a pawn
And I want to pleasure
Real men
Want to pleasure them
So bad
And I need a woman
To remind me
Of the gay feelings
I have had
And it's all so ******
And so much fun
And it helps me
Release
My healthy load
Of c
Written by
Matt
34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)
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