#angrypoem
A fire in my belly roars
****** cringe for dinner
If I finish
all the dishes
am I still a sinner?
Can’t pick your poison
In a usurper’s market
You’re scrolling
through the trolling
of the disregarded
Climbing down
from this energy
to make you a final appeal..
Can you hear
the sound of rebellion?
One in a million
Drowning in the distance
Take my hand
before it’s too late to carry on
and we’re off to oblivion
Tonight’s our last dance
...
‘Become anti-fragile!’
The new prophet says
When you type
‘wanna die’
on the internet
Strip till your soul is naked!
Why’s no one listening??
There’s no purpose
to this service
that’s on offering
Climbing down
from this energy
to make you a final appeal..
Can you hear
the sound of rebellion?
One in a million
Drowning in the distance
Take my hand
before it’s too late to carry on
and we’re off to oblivion
Tonight’s our last dance
...
Underneath,
Lost inside a sea of darkness
Finally,
I might be seeing a ray of sunshine
I’m reaching out
Amidst all the background
So..
Burn the book of faces
Hunt the little blue birds
Break the lenses
of the senseless
little micro cult
Taste the steel and stone
Past the trigger warnings
Past the snipes
and the swipes
of mock-up darlings
Climbing down
from this energy
to make you a final appeal..
Can you hear
the sound of rebellion?
One in a million
Drowning in the distance
Take my hand
before it’s too late to carry on
and we’re off to oblivion
Tonight’s our last dance
Our last chance.
-x-
Sep 30, 2023
Sep 30, 2023 at 3:02 PM UTC
shut your mouth
breathe quietly
are you capable of sitting silently?
i have watched you
in my hour of boredom
you have become my problem
peace has stormed out of the room
because of your inability to be quiet
do you really have to yawn that loudly?
is it really necessary to bulldoze me with your breath?
irritation simmering
yet i find it bewildering
that the annoyance you cause me
stems from your simple act
of being free
Mar 12, 2020
Mar 12, 2020 at 8:01 AM UTC
**** you.
**** you for being so far away
**** you for making me want you
I can say it certainly is not fair,
What is this, the ******* teacup ride?
I always hated the fair.
Fishing for plastic ducks and shooting impossible targets
Seems like a setup for failure to me.
**** you for making me take a look at myself in the mirror
And for making me ask questions
For making me lie
And for making me tell the truth.
Why can't things be easy?
Oh yeah, that's just not how it works around here.
**** you for making my imagination run wild.
For casting yourself in the movies my brain constantly films
And **** you for getting the cinematography just right.
I can't look away.
**** you because all I have is my imagination.
I can make you whomever I want you to be.
**** you for curling your hair and for having those lips
And for being comfortable with yourself around me
**** your small wrists and your quirky characteristics
Your eyeliner and your fingernails
**** your sparkling smile and your hips
And **** you for making me want you so bad.
**** me.
**** me for yearning.
**** me for learning
That it's not that simple,
That nothing is set in stone,
That people are confusing as hell.
**** me for taking the time to write this poem
**** how angry it's making me
And **** the fact that I'm writing it because of you.
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 4:33 PM UTC