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Amanda Kay Burke Sep 2018
If I were a person stronger than myself
My insecurities would disappear
Would you hear worried absurd thoughts
If murmured into your ear?

You would be horrified to learn
The madness running my brain
If I was less crazy my head would be too
It's a shame that instead I am insane.
I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it.
ZenithSeeker Nov 2017
we will crossroads,
20 year old path again and say
Let's all go bonkers,
Again

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xxSarahxx Nov 2016
Perfection, a word most people seek for
A state people look for their whole life
This little noun drives them crazy, daily
10 letters, one word makes million people go mad
The house, their lives, their makeup, their work need to be perfect
No mistake can show,
everything needs to look smooth & flawless
Flawless, has the the word flaw in it

Let me tell you something
A little girl asked me once if she looked perfect.
She had black leggings and a pink tutu on, on top she wore a pink robe with a sparkling tiara. In one hand she held a wand and in the other an ice cream. Her mouth was stained with chocolate, twirling to the music. She loved herself, all these imperfections, flaws made her perfect.
And all I could say to her was "Yes", with a big grin on my face.
She looked satisfied with the answer and went on with her perfect dancing and eating her favourite ice cream.

No one could take away the things she loved,
so why do we strive for perfection,
when we actually have everything that makes us flawless.
OldManAtHeart Apr 2014
Today I don't want to think.
So I'm going to drink.
I'm fed up of life.
I'm going to drink.

I'm going to drink, drink drink
Until I'm comatose
And hopefully then
To death I'll be close.

Yes, I shall drink
And I don't care what people think
This epitomises the worst attitude
I can have; I'm on the brink
Of dying by the drink.
And I don't give a ****
If I have the worst attitude....
I DON'T WANT TO THINK!

OK!?
IS THAT SO BAD?
Dear, alcohol, CAN'T I AT LEAST HAVE THAT!?

Who the **** rhymes drink with think?
This is so debilitating; I need a drink.

I've lost it. I've lost the plot, if I ever had one.
Almost certainly lost the plot of this poem
But who cares? I can't.

I want to hide, see no-one and die.

I need to hide, see no-one and die.

So I'm just going to drink.

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