#bad poems on Hello Poetry

Carolina Mar 2020

I...

I write, deep ache inside.
I cry, not knowing why.
I sleep, one more pill.
I drink, just want a thrill.
I read, not to feel alone.
I eat, not to reach my bones.
I dream, fed up of my life.
I quit, one more time.
I smoke, feet leave the ground.
I fly, elevated mind resounds.
I apologize, failed again.
I fall, wish to be dead.

#depression #sadness #bad #habits #pain #escape

Clay Face Mar 2020

Cling to Something Below you

The hate you keep inside won’t help you float.
But you cling to it, so below you.

Push it under you, to get above the waves.
But eventually the swell will drag you to hell.

Cling to it so below you.
It’s weight will stretch your arms.
Drag you down.

Down into the undertow. Against progress.
So vile, repugnant and insipid. You rot.
Your fingernails leave scars on hate.
You cling to it so.
But shout opposed to such accusation.

Now low enough the crash of the waves blind you.
Squinting through their spray, you struggle.
Treading in denial as you try to pull your hate to breast.

I’d reach out to you, if your hate wouldn’t drag us down together.
And we’d be clinging to something so below you.

#below #sad #bad #evil #hate #loath #dead #useless #gross #disgusting

Mystic Mar 2020

Perm Sh*t

I was always told my hair texture was bad.
So here comes the white cream.
The white cream is chemical hell.
I can smell it as I write this.
As I got older I realized the white cream took out more than my curls and coils that the Man upstairs scribbled for me.
It took away my temple hairs. It took my chances of having hair past my shoulders.
But the white cream never took my curiosity.
My never ending curiosity of what I would look like if the white cream never took my real hair from me.
My real hair, which was, is, and never will be “bad.”

#hair #cream #hell #smell #curious #bad #good #curls

Charity Bascombe Mar 2020

Good to bad

Reach the harp
Strum the tongue
Of the liar a sweet
Song will ring in
The ears of a person
Far in the distance
Standing on the hill
Look, stare, glare
At a picture on the
Wall blood replaces
Paint and *****
Replaces water
Air proof his lungs
Swallow me whole
Inhale.Exhale.Breathe.

#good #bad #ugly

Grace Mar 2020

Habits

My life is filled with bad habits

I don’t have the energy to break

And I don’t really feel like trying anymore

#habits #breaking #bad #break #i #cant #help #myself

Zack Ripley Jun 2019

Real talk

We talk about change whether it's good or bad
We talk about our dreams and things we wish we had.
We talk about our days.
We talk about our wives.
We talk about everything we hate in our lives.
We talk about things that never happened in bed, and yet for all the things we say, we can never seem to talk about what's really going on in our heads

#whatsgoingon #talk #change #good #bad #dreams #poetry

b e mccomb Mar 2020

3/18/20

the flowers will still poke
up to bloom this spring

and empty airline bottles
will still litter the sidewalks

and good and bad
will still reside
in all of us

and the struggle
between them
will still wage war

regardless
or perhaps
because of
what falls apart
or comes together
all around us

copyright 3/18/20 by b. e. mccomb

#spring #humannature #good #bad

Justyn Huang Mar 2020

Good ones to come

Whenever I have a bad day
I always remember they’re usually followed by
Good ones to come

#day #good #bad #patience #zen #serenity #isolation #lonely

Mrs Anybody Mar 2020

bad idea? - great memories!

what are
two drunken
laughing and
making nonsense
whilst
wearing sneakers
and walking
in the snow
around a lake
without
the lamps shining
and cold wind howling?

well,
definitely not
a good idea

but did
this night
make great memories?

definitely

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#bad #idea #great #memories #friends