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Demonic possession is what it feels like sometimes, The way I spit words out and they just happen to rhyme I sit and think sometimes, about what I wanna write But then it never comes to me , avoids me it stays outta sight and I Don't know why I'm writing this, I'm sure I'll find a message To send across the void that is this world and then the rest will All make sense, no pretence, nor any pretext That I'm using just busting words before I forget I gotta add a little something about what happened today I got my ****** grade from chemistry it was no A Just a D, and I was worried but my Father doesn't care I'm no good at Chemistry, he knows that it ain't fair It's all about experimentation and adapting To the strengths and weaknesses that make you a masterpiece happening This world is full of unique people and you are another one too So you gotta put your head down, do what you gotta do I would like to make an announcement, before it leaves my mind To clear up some other **** that I left behind Me and Georgia now, you know her? I wrote a lot About how much I hated her, how I wanted to rot Yeah, we're good now, so please do not look back On my works, when I went bezerk and launched a stupid internet attack Some of it was my fault, and I've come to terms with it We good now, it's okay, so please don't read that **** I'm sitting here on my bed, not knowing what I'm about to write Just knowing that I need another way to pass the night So I spit fire, I'll retire, maybe right about now Have a good day or night, my friends, be careful when you go out <3
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Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 5:35 AM UTC
Spitfire #1
Demonic possession is what it feels like sometimes, The way I spit words out and they just happen to rhyme I sit and think sometimes, about what I wanna write But then it never comes to me , avoids me it stays outta sight and I Don't know why I'm writing this, I'm sure I'll find a message To send across the void that is this world and then the rest will All make sense, no pretence, nor any pretext That I'm using just busting words before I forget I gotta add a little something about what happened today I got my ****** grade from chemistry it was no A Just a D, and I was worried but my Father doesn't care I'm no good at Chemistry, he knows that it ain't fair It's all about experimentation and adapting To the strengths and weaknesses that make you a masterpiece happening This world is full of unique people and you are another one too So you gotta put your head down, do what you gotta do I would like to make an announcement, before it leaves my mind To clear up some other **** that I left behind Me and Georgia now, you know her? I wrote a lot About how much I hated her, how I wanted to rot Yeah, we're good now, so please do not look back On my works, when I went bezerk and launched a stupid internet attack Some of it was my fault, and I've come to terms with it We good now, it's okay, so please don't read that **** I'm sitting here on my bed, not knowing what I'm about to write Just knowing that I need another way to pass the night So I spit fire, I'll retire, maybe right about now Have a good day or night, my friends, be careful when you go out <3
may make this a series, I'm not sure... it'll just be me writing a rap about my day or whatever floats into my head
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Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 5:35 AM UTC
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