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Dream Fisher Oct 2019
You better make room at the top,
If not I'll push my way into the crowd
I'm not going to stop, not asking if I'm allowed.
They'll read my name in the paper, watch me.
I'll be the reason you spit your morning coffee.
That odd kid made a best seller,
That weird kid sold up and isn't so lame.
Unfortunately they still don't know my name.

I've been chasing a beautiful success
Long before you even had a cerebral cortex,
The problem with you is you're thinking backwards.
I'm a different sort of intellectual awesome
If you can't see that, I'll saw you in half
Starting right at the corpus callosum.
Or I'll just keeping being me
Tap the first domino and watch the rest
Scattering across the floor in a mess.

I joke about never making it there
I'm afraid I'll never get noticed
The truth is, I write everyday
Just to hope today is the day
That I wake up to minimal fame
And someday, someone will write me a letter
To tell me how something I wrote
Made their life change
But today I'll stay unnoticed
Jordan Hudson May 2019
Imma tell you the worst thing you've ever heard
You gonna think about things for sure
Now listen carefully as I say these words
You will be stunned by these lines
Not by the rhymes but by the signs
Future signs, a prediction
The addictions, listen
People are addicted and are stuck
They outa luck and I struck
This idea which came before us
I will tell you but you must face
The truth and embrace this idea
I just want to see ya
Your reaction, we need to take action
Let me tell you a story of a young fella
This is just a fraction of how bad it is
Listen to this
A young kid
Started and liked it
He couldn't stop it
His brain locked it
Couldn't let it go
I watched and I know
Grab it and throw it
But now he low
Underground so
Please just say no
I hate to see people go...
死者 Jan 2019
you're so sick
you're so ill
you're so cold
you're so dead
you're so broken
you're so shattered

why the **** are you so contagious
you're sick, i didn't know you were contagious
死者 Jan 2019
i left my toothpaste at home on purpose
i went to your house for fun
you looked so nice
longing stares
it's time for bed
oops i forgot my toothpaste
can i use yours
yeah? thanks
mwah
oh, so you use mint flavor?
i changed from bubblegum to mint after
Charlotte Oct 2018
You know, I used to think you were everything,
You were God's Special gift.
Around you I was so giddy,
I felt like dancing to swing.  

I used to think the sun shone out of your ***.
I died inside each time I could make you laugh.
I got down on my knees to pray for you at mass.
I wanted my love for you commemorated on my epitaph.

Your name *** everywhere I turned.
I thought they were signs so harder I yearned.

But time is a funny thing.
With it, what was once a  gentle caress,
Can become a bitter sting.

With time I learned you weren't God's gift,
You were just a *******.

Around you my heart still flutters and beats too fast,
But only because you're an *******,
And I want to kick your ***.

I still pray for you, but only because you've lost a good thing (me).
It's done, I've finally broken the spell (free).

Truth is, I really do see your name everywhere,
But only because your name is that generic.
You're not a gem, you're not that rare,
My wasted time is tragic.

This poem is mean and petty,
I'm usually more kind and demure.
But right now my words are cool and steady,
Things are different now, of that you can be sure.

I've said goodbye, I've shut the door.
I used to love you more than life itself,
But now I love me more.
I really wish I wasn't this petty.
Shin Jul 2018
Heard a song on the radio about
cold blood, some zeroes and ones.
Not sure why but it stirred up
something rather foul. You see,
she used to love that song.
Sadman Apr 2018
Thinking in the wild is not mild.

You live by securing water.
You live by securing fire.
You live by making traps.
You live by making stockpiles.
You live by killing predators.
You live by killing prey.
You live by checking details.
You live by checking instincts.
You live by using trust.
You live by using betrayal.
You live by killing pests.
You live by killing rabid pets.

No abandoned child ever smiled.

You live alone. You live shunned.
You live in pain. You live in shame.
You live. You eat. You drink. You survive.
Every day spent even when sick, or hurt,
Or hungry, or thirsty, or cold, or hot.
When you’re alone, what’s left to celebrate?
What’s left in your mind?
What’s being feral like?
e s t r e l l a Mar 2018
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You **** I do too
I have no idea why I wrote this
CastorPolydeuces Nov 2016
i see love and light and cringe
at its generic quality, all the same
all beautiful and endearing and encouraging
and i can't help but feel the cynic in me laughing
at the mawkish displays and efforts
and at my own generic skepticism

just one charming quality of my
self deprecating form of narcissism
just writing out of boredom, too tired to put forth much effort, but too bored to leave it be.
Noah A Baker Apr 2016
(you will say something today!)
yeah, that isn’t stupid
or maybe she thinks it’s cute
when i fumble over my lines
(you’re losing time just say something!)
hey, how are y-
(too generic)
the weather’s nic-
(it’s raining, stupid!)
I-
(you’re fumbling)
but,
she laughed?
(giggled)
butterflies pt 1 and 1.5 were written in 2013. This is a series where I kind of sporadically write down what I envision having butterflies when talking to someone you want to impress is like. I try not to edit it as much as possible, because when you have butterflies, you don't really think. You kinda just start talking, and try to finish nicely. Enjoy
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