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Mar 2018
I'm not in the mood to write a ******* poem that rhymes.
Sorry,
I'm in a bad mood.
Like my life is insignificant
and it doesn't matter to anyone
unless of course
it would make them look good.
And very clearly now I am able to see that this is true
considering you just waltz in and ruin
everything I have built from
the ground ******* up.
When did your presence become a wrecking ball
tearing up the halls and drowning art away?
My ******* art.
And why is fair that no one cares about
anything anymore?
Yes roses are red and violets are blue
but so are you and I am too so
why fill us up with lies that eventually
make us want to die?
Don't ruin my world
because yours is falling apart
just let me go as not to crush my heart
you walk away from the mess you made
and expect me to clean it up?
No.
You always told me that you didn't like poems
that didn't rhyme. Like they were wrong
or broken.
And now I realize that
you treated me like what you wanted me
to be and that is not who I am.
I do not rhyme. I'm sorry.

I don't want to write a ******* poem that rhymes.
missing him. angry. let's move on now.
Maddy
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Maddy  18/F
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