#generic
Shamelessly flaunting a "good life" but never own it
They're only snapshots of good times and staged moments
You've only come across carefully selected, rookie opponents
Never felt how hard struggle hits
But...
What about when the floor drops out and a new rock bottom is found?
What about when the relentless doubt is the only thing registering as sound?
It's a generic cliche but a legitimate thing to say,
Who are you when judgment isn't around?
Do you explode in secrecy if to tightly wound?
Do you trust what stops the breakdown from happening in front of a crowd?
When you can't distinguish between right and wrong, when up seems down
When "elementary my dear Watson" proves too profound
When inner thoughts are unbound
When your own mind releases the hellhound
When you lose the comfort and security of solid ground
Control and reason give way to confusion and treason and all you can do is lie and say "change is inbound"
Would exposing the real you leave those closest to you confound?
See,
They say there's two sides to every story
I believe the same is true for every personality,
So I'm just asking around
©2024
Mar 8, 2024
Mar 8, 2024 at 2:21 PM UTC
You better make room at the top,
If not I'll push my way into the crowd
I'm not going to stop, not asking if I'm allowed.
They'll read my name in the paper, watch me.
I'll be the reason you spit your morning coffee.
That odd kid made a best seller,
That weird kid sold up and isn't so lame.
Unfortunately they still don't know my name.
I've been chasing a beautiful success
Long before you even had a cerebral cortex,
The problem with you is you're thinking backwards.
I'm a different sort of intellectual awesome
If you can't see that, I'll saw you in half
Starting right at the corpus callosum.
Or I'll just keeping being me
Tap the first domino and watch the rest
Scattering across the floor in a mess.
I joke about never making it there
I'm afraid I'll never get noticed
The truth is, I write everyday
Just to hope today is the day
That I wake up to minimal fame
And someday, someone will write me a letter
To tell me how something I wrote
Made their life change
But today I'll stay unnoticed
Oct 24, 2019
Oct 24, 2019 at 8:30 PM UTC
i left my toothpaste at home on purpose
i went to your house for fun
you looked so nice
longing stares
it's time for bed
oops i forgot my toothpaste
can i use yours
yeah? thanks
mwah
oh, so you use mint flavor?
Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 1:13 AM UTC
You know, I used to think you were everything,
You were God's Special gift.
Around you I was so giddy,
I felt like dancing to swing.
I used to think the sun shone out of your ***
I died inside each time I could make you laugh.
I got down on my knees to pray for you at mass.
I wanted my love for you commemorated on my epitaph.
Your name *** everywhere I turned.
I thought they were signs so harder I yearned.
But time is a funny thing.
With it, what was once a gentle caress,
Can become a bitter sting.
With time I learned you weren't God's gift,
You were just a piece of ****
Around you my heart still flutters and beats too fast,
But only because you're an *******
And I want to kick your ***
I still pray for you, but only because you've lost a good thing (me).
It's done, I've finally broken the spell (free).
Truth is, I really do see your name everywhere,
But only because your name is that generic.
You're not a gem, you're not that rare,
My wasted time is tragic.
This poem is mean and petty,
I'm usually more kind and demure.
But right now my words are cool and steady,
Things are different now, of that you can be sure.
I've said goodbye, I've shut the door.
I used to love you more than life itself,
But now I love me more.
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 6:12 PM UTC
Heard a song on the radio about
cold blood, some zeroes and ones.
Not sure why but it stirred up
something rather foul. You see,
she used to love that song.
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 2:55 AM UTC
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You **** I do too
Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 2:03 PM UTC
i see love and light and cringe
at its generic quality, all the same
all beautiful and endearing and encouraging
and i can't help but feel the cynic in me laughing
at the mawkish displays and efforts
and at my own generic skepticism
just one charming quality of my
self deprecating form of narcissism
Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
(you will say something today!)
yeah, that isn’t stupid
or maybe she thinks it’s cute
when i fumble over my lines
(you’re losing time just say something!)
hey, how are y-
(too generic)
the weather’s nic-
(it’s raining, stupid!)
I-
(you’re fumbling)
but,
she laughed?
(giggled)
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 4:45 PM UTC
I am getting frustrated
at the sight of all these sick people
running around and blowing
their nose with nothing but the air
these women behind the desk
they don’t really seem to care
they just nod their head -
forget to take the insurance card
they tell you to sit
patiently
well how am I supposed to wait behind
these people without giving a ****
if I’m late or if I’ll be on time
that’s all I can really think
when I stare at this sick girl
I do care you see
but I work for a company
one that is a corporation and
I truly feel disposable
like the generic paper towels
that won’t absorb anything
I’m just one of many -
not making the company anymore money
while I sit and wait
behind all these sick people
when all I need is five minutes of your time
to stick a needle in my arm to
tell me that I’m not overdosing.
May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 10:52 PM UTC
Forced writing is meaningless
I have become a generic writer just typing out regurgitated words of others
My writing is worthless when it is not raw and true
I am attempting to be something I am not
This is not my heart and soul
My head is spinning but nothing is coming out
If I used to be able to write I cannot anymore for my heart is full but my pen has run dry
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 1:48 PM UTC
I like your eyes.
Your eyes are so blue.
God, I just love your eyes.
Has anyone ever told you that you have beautiful eyes?
Nope. Never.
You’re a great kisser.
Where did you learn to kiss like that?
From other guys?
You know, you're smart.
You might be smarter than me.
Is that my cue to leave?
You want to hang out?
What do you want to do?
You eat meat, right?
Ok — good.
Would you dump me if I didn’t?
I like your shirt — it’s open in the back.
Really? I wasn’t aware.
I looove your *** It’s just like mmmm (cups imaginary ***
Yea. I know.
(After *** Wow. I feel great.
Cool. Thanks.
(After *** You finished right?
Nope.
You are so young.
Hmm, what happens when I get old?
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 3:44 PM UTC
Hi,
You've already forgot my name,
but I'm selling something!!!
I don't know how it works, but
It's really great!
It'll rock your world,
change the game,
and make you rich.
You'd be crazy not to try it!!
Plus what I'm selling
is better than what he's selling.
Why? Cause I care about you.
He doesn't care about you —
he just cares about money.
Buy what I'm selling
and you'll see the difference.
Trust me. I'm your guy
and you NEED
what I'm selling.
It would be a great fit.
And once you have it
you'll never
have to imagine
yourself without it
again.
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 7:08 PM UTC
Lo and behold I love you again.
I cannot yet seem to fathom how
The blind become omniscient.
I look into your mind and there rests
My bitter resolve, sweet second glance.
So I apologize for this waste,
Time is ticking and so is the bomb.
Goodnight my dear, my love, my pet.
Perhaps one day... No, never, not yet.
Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 9:57 PM UTC
She left me
It hurt
Ow my heart
I will get better
I will survive
Love is pain
Ow
Our love was like a kite string
I couldn't hold on for too long
the wind was really strong
whoa watch out for that wind
**** it's like a hurricane out in this ****
Wow, I'm very heartfelt
Hopefully someone sleeps with me after I read this at the slam
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 3:26 PM UTC