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mars Jul 11
i leave behind residue in beds
i am grimy and saturated from dirt
my muddy footsteps follow you into the bathroom and i smudge the mirror with my fingers, crusted and cracked from the heat

i follow the shadow of the sun and trail their streaks of death
it drips down my thighs and stains your carpets
i am vermin i am disease i am death and decay
my stench sullies the walls and my greasy hair sours your stomach
you pinch your nose as i pass by and i cannot find it in me to blame you. i would too.
i feel so gross
Brett Jun 15
Insects have invaded the safe haven
Of my home
Wood warped from an endless squall
They slink through the cracks
Crawling on the walls
Product of neglect
A refusal to suture open wounds
I spray and Raid them away,
The Nuclear Option ever solved a problem
I train my gaze to look the other way
See, sunken minds can forget for days
When I sit and stare
I see them polka dotted everywhere
Skeeving, dry heaving and pulling out my hair
Cold sweats as I am combing through my bed
The critters have crept and nested
Deep inside my head
All my worrisome thoughts
Have kept the insects fed
Nature provides endless insights into life
Nikki Apr 15
I do not want to exist in front of anyone's eyes anymore.
max Jan 11
i stopped waking up every morning with the first thought being
"i want to die"
for the first time i said
"i'm glad to be alive"

it's still hard to get out of bed
but you're my motivation
thank you

i brush my teeth everyday
i shower everyday
i've started reading again
i'm still ruining my body
i'll fix it eventually

it's still hard
the thoughts still hurt
but you make them hurt less
it's not so bad when you're here

i hope i could make the thoughts hurt less for you as well
i hope i make things a little easier
i hope i make you calm
i hope i help
like you do
Thank you
I’d forgotten
Or discovered

Your eyes like faded denim
The smile you’d try to hide
The way you like to tease me
Can’t make you laugh although I try

Like laying in fields of lilac,
tour Tassie attached to my hip.
I rang you like religion
Just to tell you about the trip

there are hard days, they are long ones
I bare just to hear your voice
When my head is filled with static
You’re cutting out the noise

Laying in a dingy tent,
staring at the Milky Way
You told me how you felt for them
the honesty cast fears away

We went to two different festivals
one day after the next
It felt like we were both there
But watching different sets

To wake up to you in winter
Samson whines me back to sleep
The mattress is barren without you both
But The bed’s too warm too leave

You send your love in lettered form
Like medicine in mail
and though the sentiment is old
I found relevance today

Sometimes I fret that you don’t care
How foolish and ambivalent
Sometimes I need reminders of
why I loved you to begin with
SA Szumloz Jul 2020
Beer belly hanging
Prickly hair against skin
You make me *****.

Old man cutting grass
Naked for the world to see
My eyes are blinded.
Just a random memory
nif May 2020
your gross
you Capricorn
never let you be the host
your gross

clean up
like how hard is it
harder than living locked up?
surrounded by stuff?

not my responsibility
you have some too you know
we both have to do our part
fill my heart with humility
when the family visits

living without tranquility
**** this nasty
like seriously
you talk big classy

you think I'm sassy?
I am so over it
clean up
Michelle do your dishes
Poetic T May 2020
gags as lifts shoe
  full aroma
of hidden present
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