#disposable
I wouldn't know the feeling associated with being valuable
I know vulnerable, I do know that
I know painful and invisible, dismissible and disposable
I know, "keep your nose outta trouble" hypocritical
I know the day-to-day that tries in every way to keep you face down while you play it off as being humble
It's your mind but can't join the huddle
While any spare time is stolen by the mental struggle
The battle plan is and always was simple,
"Toss more at him than he can handle,"
"More than humanly, no, humanely possible"
It's sad though
Because my recall is abysmal so I don't know
If I've never had my hands on a handle
****** from the get-go
Now just ruins of what was easily let go
By the many that have come before and there'll be more for sure though
©2024
Jan 31, 2024
Jan 31, 2024 at 5:18 PM UTC
At the beginning of 2020, Australia was on fire.
The threat of WWIII was all too real.
Baby dictators playing with "disposable" human lives.
Disposable lives
Disposable masks
Disposable gloves
Disposable plastic bags
. . . and here were are again with disposable lives.
My family and I survived the Oregon trail and not one of us died from dysentery. A small victory!
George Floyd, "I can't breath."
Black Lives Matter.
LGBTQ+ Lives Matter.
Marching in the streets and shouting until I can't speak. Organizing and criticizing institutions that WE built. People WE put into office. And my more political topics that WE are responsible for.
Black Lives Still Matter.
LQBTQ+ Lives Still Matter.
Anti-maskers, "I can't breath."
A shame and a reflection in the United States education system.
Me walking my dogs, "I can't breath. . . without a mask"
Ashes falling from our apocalypses skys.
My skin burns from the air.
I my dog sneezing because they don't have masks.
My mask discolored from this short walk.
Exposed
Double Down
Tested
Isolate
Negative
Relief
Virtual Life
A light at the end of this long tunnel?
Good-bye Oregon!
2021, let's try Utah?
Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020 at 7:45 PM UTC
Castles are only walls
made to look pretty.
Kingdoms can only fall
because they aren't that pretty.
You treasure decorations
over things that
do their job.
Because
they are disposable
and beauty
is not.
Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 7:03 AM UTC
you brought me along
for the journey
and i after i developed
and gave you memories
you threw me out
Jul 4, 2019
Jul 4, 2019 at 2:22 AM UTC
We are done.
I will no longer sit idle.
I will not wait for my friends to get hurt.
It is long past due,
we will not tolerate it any longer.
Do not make up excuses,
listen to what your friends tell you,
do not give the benefit of the doubt;
they do not deserve it.
If they make you feel
unloved, belittled, ignored, hurt, unsafe,
come to me.
If they call you names
***** ***** disposable, immature, a child,
come to me.
Tell, if you wish, all of how they have done you wrong.
Tell me, and I will tell you.
Dump Them.
Gone is the time of "It's none of my business"
Gone is the time of "It's not your relationship"
Gone is the time of "No one asked for your opinion"
That is my friend,
and I will no longer sit and let my friends be hurt.
Dec 10, 2018
Dec 10, 2018 at 9:22 PM UTC
The steps I take away from you seem deeper than the shallow ones towards you.
I’ve almost lost my senses as I resided beside you, becoming one with the chair
Controlled and made to feel a certain type of way only to be neglected whenever my use was no longer needed
Disposable
I was always disposable
And what does that say of the way I love?
That it is not an ocean that hugs its shores, but one that chews and spits out remnants
I can’t seem to recall the memories of when I was anything, but broken
I have melded into the shards and at time’s, when I move, they stab and wound me from inside out.
My skin has been marked by red patches and in some artistic, poetic way, you may say that these patches are the marks of a warrior, but I say they’re marks of a fighter who longer has enough fight in her
If I decide to give up, would they all yell out in objection,
Or help me get there faster?
May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 6:21 PM UTC
Everytime I'm fooled
Your beauty, always fleeing
Disposable love
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 1:37 PM UTC
i have to accept that i was just a place holder for you
someone you came to because no one else even scratched the bare minimum
loving you with all my heart was never enough because in the end i was never what you wanted
i am a convenience
there is no answer to why
disposable
even when i dont try
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 6:56 AM UTC
There's instant soup
Instant milk
Blogs full'a goop
Bugs in your blink
Instant coffee
Instagram
Love like toffee
Stuck in your spam
Instant high
Instant fluff
Wherever you look
There's bang for your buck
God forbid
Delete it all
Switch it off
Feel the mad withdrawal
And go back to the land
Grow your own
Get a cow or a goat
Forget your phone
Finish the weeding
Chat with a rose
Stand in a summer shower
Smell the smells in your nose
Listen to the night
Owls, foxes, wrens
Watch the slow boiling
Smoke dancing in little rings
Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 6:36 AM UTC
She signs in the
Rain
So that I may see –
Drizzled words, despots and
Defiance, never defeat.
And
She cries in the
Rain
So that I may never see –
What could never be cured, be
Culled; our calamity.
And
I walk on in the
Rain
So that I may never learn how to –
Fix, never learn to forgive,
Most certainly, to forget.
And
It’s just that simple in the
Rain,
Sign, cry or walk –
We become disposable,
And like chalk on sidewalks,
We all wash away.
Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 10:25 PM UTC
Do you pretend that pain does not exist,
That my presence is irrelevant?
Maybe it is not pretend for you.
I'm here looking up at your shadow as
You walk over me and walk alone
In San Diego. The city of my youth my home
Away from home.
You are, that city, my heart away from my heart.
Beating and ebbing as the waves on the sand,
The arteries ache and stretch with the breath of my distaste,
I feel something with you gone.
And with you here. But that's not now because you're there,
Healing and skating and smoking with strangers
And taking pictures to remember being 19
in the tunnels
like the veins heading away from me.
19 lines to describe what eye feel when you ignore
Something you said was unique.
******* Anne. I ache.
Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 6:09 AM UTC
If it's old, or if it breaks,
Don't think twice, throw it away.
Bigger, better, nicer, newer,
Tablets, phones, and computers.
Houses, cars, husbands and wives,
Nothing's good enough
in our disposable lives.
We're taught to hate imperfect things,
Taught to replace and throw away,
Taught to wish for better,
Never settle for less,
Our disposable world
Accepts only the best.
And we wonder why
We're ashamed of our flaws
And why we're insecure
But it might be because
Our disposable world
Says we're not good enough
So what should be pride
Turns into disgust.
We are worth so much more
Than all items combined
We were born good enough
But we fall for these lies.
We aren't mass produced,
We are one of a kind.
So the disposable world rules
Do not apply.
Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 10:42 AM UTC
And just like that- he could let me go
I wonder how I could be so easily replaceable
I wonder so often why he won't open up
Is it just the way he is, or is it me he doesn't trust
Maybe I'm stubbornly trying to force something that wasn't meant to last
Maybe he and I are a repeat of something we've both lived in the past
Before I felt so disposable, I saw so much to look forward to
Now all I see are empty roadways that lead me nowhere closer to you.
Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 11:43 PM UTC
I was purchased, used, and thrown out.
I got to see a few good times. Usually blurry or something got in the way, but it was still sort of ok.
The cycle starts over.
I'm purchased, used, and thrown out.
Once again I see wonderful things,
but usually posed and fake.
It was still sort of ok.
Until the cycle starts over.
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 4:54 PM UTC
at one moment you are lying on that heated floor
with a person you feel your affections grow
next moment, a figure from far appears
and you have become seemingly disposable
you are not owed an explanation
at why the plans have suddenly changed
new love, fresh air and reinvigorated spirit
seemingly do not extinguish an old flame
perhaps, in fact, it has fanned it to grow
and while the smoke and falling walls crumble
from a house of love that was not even yet plastered
its another painful blow and an even more hurtful tumble
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 3:56 AM UTC
I am searching for something long lasting in this disposable world.
We have instant messages and fast food.
we are lacking things that are longer lasting things are made of cheap plastic , not anything fantastic or made to last.
Our friendship's can be too quickly pushed aside or become like strangers when the tide comes in.
When will we want something more permanent
When will we hold onto something more lasting, instead of things like cheap plastic and the disposable.
We need to hang on and hold on to what is worthwhile and not what can just be bought.
It is just a cheap Imitation and is just disposable.
It is time to reach for what is real and tell your Loved ones how you feel.
Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 6:15 PM UTC