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Wilkes Arnold Apr 2021
He cannot hear
I just now realized
He's deaf to it, it's all disguised
Everything, all of it, is crystal unclear
What's up is down and what's far is near

The radio boils
The microwave sings
The telephone listens, while his ear rings
But he hasn't noticed, his ignorance is loyal
To his strange world of backwards turmoil

His eyes tear up
At the toasters dull ding
Oblivious though, to orchestral strings
Crescendoing, divinus, in joyous buildup
An Ode only heard as a course hiccup

Puts books to his ear
But hears no voice
Thumbs through jibberish, but his hands hold Joyce
The steak tastes like spam and the wine of beer
He's deaf to it, all of it, everything I fear

He runs in squares
And lounges in circles
Tears down hopes, and builds up hurdles
Will flail in shallow water and fall up stairs
Then write love letters to hate-affairs

Has two left feet
And no right moves
His rhythm and soul have lost their groove
It's tragic, greek, a heart that offbeat
Might mistake victory and chance for fate and defeat.

He's wrong. What's more?
He's oxymoronic
His light-hearted prose are mostly sardonic
Wouldn't know an apple from an adonic core
Or discordant beats from euphonic score.

He's deaf to it,
Yes ears and all.
Despite what words I might here scrawl.
It will never get through to that dumb misfit
He's deaf and blind and full of ****.
The ending is a work in progress
Dvali Taytem Jun 2020
Here’s a catch-twenty-two
You’re ****** up when you’re ****** up
****** up when you’re not
5-7-5 is the format I know of, though there could be others. I’ll not pretend to know a great deal.
Kayley Brayz Mar 2020
666
Dark, Filthy Useless Trash, my name is Mishka Ways,
Say hello, say bye, im here to change your days,
Mind it all, mind it not, you will feel the rays,
Mind it all, mind it not, and you will see how he slays….

My mind is dark and an eerie creep,
I have had dreams of children hiding, then being snatched from a single peep,
I have seen nightmares of ghouls staring at one in a sounding sleep,
I suffer from light, i suffer from joy, there is mold, in the heart in the deep….

I have claws of truth and claws of keys,
My keys are golden and lead the way to the door,
I have an eye which knows the door and light never sees,
My flesh is gone, my mind is strange, darkness calls me a *****….

My voice is dead my voice is dark, it has no tone,
Were has the light gone to, where is the darkness that i own?
I stare with green hiding eyes, i sit atop of my rusty ****** throne,
My mind is a whole new world, a whole new life, it is said you will never reach the zone….

I have no heart, there is no beat, i have no kindness in my name,
I have stood before a demon, a ghoul, a fallen angel, and i love them all the same,
I am dark and eere, i sit in the dark room and play Blue Whale, a dark little lovely game,
I have felt light, felt happiness, felt the tears of joy, when in my heart the devil came….







~Mishka Wayz~
A Dark *******...


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kain Jul 2019
Maybe it's not
The world's best idea
To drive down today
And go to a **** beach
Let's not go there.
Masha Yurkevich Jan 2019
At
night,
I can't sleep.
In the
morning,
I can't wake up.
What is wrong with me?
I think that
my mind is a little
messed up.
It's true about me
Somewhatdamaged Nov 2018
I'm having one of those days,
where nothing seems alright.
My head's stumbling like its in the ******* maze!
And I'm losing in every fight.

What the **** is going on?
Feels like the water is flowing backwards,
The gravity pull is upwards.
Seems like everything is messed up.

Oh what a shame
Don't know when it all began.
You play all your mind game,
Trying to put all your blame,
On ME!!

Pretending that you were here for me,
Offering me your helping hand.
You tried to serve and feed me,
Only what's good for you.
I swallowed it whole,
But now I'm spitting it back on you!

I've drowned in your shadow,
So dark and deep!
Couldn't even figure out,
If I'm fake or real!

You sold me out, knocked me down,
Stabbed me on the back,
Soaked my heart in gasoline
And burned it down!

Now I could care less,
Coz my head is full of ******* rage!
Oh my vision has turned red,
So you better runaway.

Yeah you better be scared,
When my eyes are furious and red.
Had enough of your stupid games,
Its my turn to make you pay!
its pretty raw but don't want to change it though....written in my troubled days to make myself feel better...was not angry with just one person but with so many people and specially the system!!
a M b 3 R Aug 2018
if only i was my old self
i didn’t need to worry much
just had homeworks and tests
thats all
the new me
the changed me
the messed up me
that now knows everything
loneliness
fear
trauma
and everything else
that changed the light into darkness
changed the happy me
the pure innocent me
the old me..
that was carefree
:/
Paul R Hensley Aug 2018
Stuck in reverse tonight,
Can't stop my feeling of guilt,
I know you right here beside me TJ,
I'm sorry it's my fault,

I just chilled in the trench,
I sent you out,
Didn't think you wouldn't make it back,

Man what a life I lived,
No one will understand,
Of all the sin I have created,
I keep it all under lock and key,

However tonight i might spill it all
If I do then noting changes,
If i do ill just go back to hell
but if I don't,
Then you might just stay,
Talk about friends for life...
Old memories...
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