I've learned things,
Awkwardness is just honesty,
and I was just as affected be the pills,
As Monic lewinsky worked for Bill.

I have my shortcomings,
We as people do,
But if I lie to myself and you still,
Every time I see you the wounds won't heal.

So I'm taking responsibility,
I used you, I hurt you,
But if we learn to forgive each other,
Maybe.. Maybe we won't feel so,
Empty.

Don't  believe your ears
Are burning;
The hand-hidden mouths
Aren't whispering
About you;
Rolling eyes are untrustworthy,
And the finger flips
That dismiss are referring to the weather.
The fear of rumors
About your clothes,
Your neighborhood
Or the pimple on your neck
Occupy too much space.
Angst is over-rated.
Take the high road
On feelings of belittlement.
Believe me -
Fewer people speak less of you
Than you imagine.
You're not the centre
Of our universe,
And if you were,
Everyone would whisper
Kneeling at your feet.

The rumors continue
they're not even true

Why must you continue to lie
life is not a piece of pie

It's hard enough
just trying to be tough

I thought we were on the same page
I thought we were best friends

I thought we were over the lies
but every day is a disguise

I put on a smile
and I walk that mile

Just to see you still my heart away
I'm lost and wondering around

My heart is breaking
with each days taking

I hope you're happy
my days are sappy

Yep like the sap on the trees
my struggles are real and
very hard to handle

But I get through them
and I become stronger
but as you know

Revenge is not my job
Karma does that for me
cause I'm a lover not a fighter

Live through me vicariously...

My rich neighbors got upset
Sycophantic ******* pretentious jet-set

I am the pariah the iconoclast blasted by rumors, iron-curtain of suburbia hurtin' tuff darts pointed at me

Think young it's only the vicissitudes
That control your mood and attitude

Am I gay? Your wife doesn't think so!

Go ahead live through me vicariously...

D. Clare

Dead man walking
Did you hear
The news? It’s shocking.
Chatter, chatter
In his ear.
Oh fear,
The fear.
Glassy dead stare
Dead stare
Dead
Dead man walking

Fake friends talking
Jarring words
Barely heard
What’s been said?
Oh pounding head!
Focus instead
On my wish to be dead
What a surprise!
His old man cries
His young man has died
Old eyes, young man
Young man
Man
Dead man walking

The truth comes out
Jaws dropping, eyes of fury.
Waiting, waiting,
What’s your hurry?
My life is over
In a flurry
So don’t worry
Just keep walking
Keep walking
Walking
Dead man walking

now you are just a ghost, using my name as a punchline.

I can't drown my demons
They know how to swim

I keep putting myself in these situations
My heart can only be broken so many times
Shattered

Over & over

This is a **** poem
I shouldn't have written it

My world is crashing down
Lungs are collapsing
Air is scarce

Drowning

No friends
This is choppy
Rumors
This is my mind

s.j.d