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a boy was mean to me today my mother gave me a hug and told me it will be okay they deserve each other anyway i didn't fall asleep in math today i swear to god it's a miracle i'm not failing that class though my efforts make me feel that way one pill to take the edge off one pill to calm me down one pill to make me feel better one pill to make me drown to drown in the feelings of nothing to make it easier to sleep to keep away the dreams the nightmares the thoughts of you please leave me be i've never been good at sudoku i erased all the numbers to start again how i wish i could erase all of my feelings that easily my pencils have no erasers anymore and i think that's ironic and symbolic for how many mistakes i make on paper in life with you with me one pill to take the edge off one pill to calm me down one pill to make me feel better one pill to make me drown i begin to feel light i begin to feel soft i begin to feel bright maybe i won't dream maybe i will sleep through the night please leave me be
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May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 2:00 AM UTC
dreams of xanax
a boy was mean to me today my mother gave me a hug and told me it will be okay they deserve each other anyway i didn't fall asleep in math today i swear to god it's a miracle i'm not failing that class though my efforts make me feel that way one pill to take the edge off one pill to calm me down one pill to make me feel better one pill to make me drown to drown in the feelings of nothing to make it easier to sleep to keep away the dreams the nightmares the thoughts of you please leave me be i've never been good at sudoku i erased all the numbers to start again how i wish i could erase all of my feelings that easily my pencils have no erasers anymore and i think that's ironic and symbolic for how many mistakes i make on paper in life with you with me one pill to take the edge off one pill to calm me down one pill to make me feel better one pill to make me drown i begin to feel light i begin to feel soft i begin to feel bright maybe i won't dream maybe i will sleep through the night please leave me be
i couldn't paint today
aoife-teese
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May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 2:00 AM UTC
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