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Feb 2020
A noose is looking mighty fine,
Cause I'm again walking that line,
Between sobriety and thinking about the first drink,
And I know just what my friends and parents would think,
I've soared straight off the high dive again,
Right into the deep end, my oldest friend,
I've been here before, so many many ******* times,
And it's sad that he can bring me to toeing the line,
But I loved him, and even if his wife doesn't believe me,
What we had was real, and I just hope one day she sees,
How horrible a person he is,
And gets up and leaves,

Because no one deserves to be treated like this,
Like they're trash or less than, like a *******,
And I'm not, we're not, we're beautiful works of art,
That they don't see it that way, is not our fault,
And we will rise above the words they try to make us hurt,
Because we are stronger than they thought we were,

And they try to break us down,
Make us out to be the clowns,
When they're the one's we should've been laughing at,
And it's not funny when your wife called me fat,
It's not my problem that you lied,
And at points I wanted to die,
But you don't care about that,
Bet you wouldn't shed a tear, that's a fact,
Do you care they I've downed a bottle of pills?
To try to cope with how you made me feel,
Or that I put a noose around my neck,
And stood on a chair, but I take it all back,

Because no one deserves to be treated like this,
Like they're trash or less than, like a *******,
And I'm not, we're not, we're beautiful works of art,
That they don't see it that way, is not our fault,
And we will rise above the word they try to make us hurt,
Because we are stronger than they thought we were,

And I will not die for you, or waste another breath,
You are not worth my life let alone my death.
Valarola Nikola
Written by
Valarola Nikola  33/F/New York
(33/F/New York)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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