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Apr 2021
I imagine this is how we all die

Give me a reason to live and I might not fall down
It's 'cause of all the lower case t's I hate the big hatted clown

Alone in a burning forest:
I watched you grow, now I'll see you die
The crazy flames will put me to rest
And all the pitiful bikes can see me cry
So why won't you stop to say goodbye?

Is this broken stump a metaphor for me?
Am I balancing on the Shakespearean soliloquy?
Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy is my memory
Sour dreams made wolverine marks on my body

A few pills never killed anyone
Just pop 'em, I'll be your ******* villain

Am I displaced or are they?
Poor soul, has to work on a Monday
"I'm ashamed, I only took a few,
Please help, I must be misunderstood"
They are ignoring my ******

Invalidity

I'm losing my physical self too, this feels so great
My mind is dead weight
I promised them so I guess I should stop being a tate
One step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Otger steo
Snother step
Morw stepst
Morvw
Moew
Moq



Empty ***** has become divine
Columbine with an atrophied spine
Report of a suicide attempt
PaKa
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PaKa  M/Europe
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