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Allan Dunn
Poems
Oct 2018
My minds hotel
My minds like a hotel, but with no pay
Stay as long as ya like
Or even just a day
So the first day I opened up this guy happy came to town
he wanted to crash and stay around
He stayed a while and became real known
But By the time I was 12 this guy depression walked right in
I put him a room in the back
Only to see him come attack
He liked to say stuff
And get real rough
I closed up shop
We were all asleep late one night
And depression called up his bud Useless fright,
People knew him as anxiety
And then He made a call to society
The rules, the dress codes, everything
He preached about weight and what clothes to bring
So I wake up and open up shop
to see two people waiting for the doors to unlock.
Guess who...
Anxiety and society, oh no not you too
I give them a room in the back
And my head gets filled with this crap
You’re Fat, ugly, and stupid society screams
While anxiety whispers in my ear, for-filling his schemes.
After that happy checks out
Happy says “I didn’t know they would bring such doubt”
Uh oh
Here we go
Hotels falling real fast
Because of their schemes and screams
Ding ding
There goes the door
Oh jeez not one more
Hey I’m isolation he said
I give him a room keeping him fed
They all join forces making it tough
Always making life rough
Ding ****
I open the door
Without saying anything he skids the floor
Hey dude that’s no ok
I didn’t do it he lies and starts to say
So I guess you’re lies
I look him in the eyes
No I’m truth he goes on
Wow your completely wrong
Pick a room I don’t care
Have fun remember to share
I’m so tired I sit in my chair
This hotel is in disrepair
I turn 13 years old
Nothing but the Same old same old
But then knock knock
Who are you?
Well I’m self harm how’ do you do?
Take a room in the back
Rooms we lack
I close the door only to here
Ding ding
I open up
Uh oh he looks tough
Suicidal thoughts is the name
And trust me don’t get in my way
So rest of the year life is bad
and that’s when it happens it gets real sad
Suicidal thoughts calls up his brother
Suicidal actions shows up and gets a room
So thats when the hotel shakes
she did it! They yell, this has to be fake
They all run out leaving the rooms trashed
Uh oh she’s gonna crash
Fast forward to the morning we wake up
wait what?
I thought we were dead!
They are all gone but they left their stuff
I end up in a hospital for a month
I get much better and now
Their stuff it’s still left behind
But I only let in the kind
Happy, fun, hope, and love
Everyone else just gets a shove
My minds hotel all repaired
And now I know now people really do care
Written by
Allan Dunn
16/Non-binary
(16/Non-binary)
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