Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
To query, to ask the world weary was it worthwhile? to have a quiet smile and think we'd have done more, so fuckin' easy. So fukin' do it get off your arses and show me ah but I fukin' knew it, you're full of **** and orange juice what's the use what's the use. I'm confused unlike you who seem to know precisely what to do I never knew and if I did I've forgotten how but I have lived glued on bits that fell made a shell in which to hide came out and tried and failed and tried and lived while others died and you with the quiet smile couldn't walk a yard never mind a mile in my shoes. Could I have done more? probably could I have lived more? definitely and knowing this makes me infinitely more grateful that I am what you see, that I am to be me faulty but worthy of fixing.
0
Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 4:20 AM UTC
An Anglo on the rack
To query, to ask the world weary was it worthwhile? to have a quiet smile and think we'd have done more, so fuckin' easy. So fukin' do it get off your arses and show me ah but I fukin' knew it, you're full of **** and orange juice what's the use what's the use. I'm confused unlike you who seem to know precisely what to do I never knew and if I did I've forgotten how but I have lived glued on bits that fell made a shell in which to hide came out and tried and failed and tried and lived while others died and you with the quiet smile couldn't walk a yard never mind a mile in my shoes. Could I have done more? probably could I have lived more? definitely and knowing this makes me infinitely more grateful that I am what you see, that I am to be me faulty but worthy of fixing.
john-edward-smallshaw
Written by
Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 4:20 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem