Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
#gremlins
HIPPITY HOPPITY BOOP, THE GREMLIN COMES OUT TO SNOOP AND YOUR FACE LOOKS LIKE **** TAKE YOUR HAND AND SWIPE IT LIKE A CREDIT CARD THROUGH THE CREASES OF YOUR *** WHILE YOU SEARCH FOR SOUNDS OF A SYMPHONIC MELODY.
0
Aug 21, 2021
Aug 21, 2021 at 9:59 PM UTC
HIPPITY HOPPITY BOOP
I quit therapy, despite it helping me. The place and time stopped being right. I think she'd be so disappointed I'm full of shame again tonight.
0
Jun 25, 2021
Jun 25, 2021 at 10:08 PM UTC
Therapy
I know how it feels How it feels when there’s a gremlin gnawing on your side It sits behind your eyes, And pushes out tears It comes from nowhere, and anytime From the middle of a lecture To being held in the arms of the one you love And it’ll push you apart. And away Its little claws grasping at invisible threads connected to your mind While logic cowers in the corner And you're left alone There you’ll turn to the one holding you moments ago And they’ve turned too turned away So you lay in defeat, letting the gremlin crawl back into your ear latching back on this consistency is the only thing coming up clear draining you more day by day but you let it because control seems better then the inevitability of the water that surrounds you when you take a dip in the deep end -but othertimes- when you're feeling braver, finished submitting to the shallow end you'll try and settle it down, or at least help it sleep meditation medication breathing tea, but                                                         these start to ring up useless hope becomes your ploy so maybe one day those bite marks in your side will heal This gremlin is not biased. it does not care about race, or status, or gender it has no consistency it may plague you for weeks on end, no relief or room to breathe, and disappear without a trace for a couple weeks more, but it always knows the way back it knows you This gremlin is inconsiderate. It does not care of your disposition towards life or academics or your career It does not care of who you are and at times it will try to define you use you against yourself but just as a tree may lose its leaves, and blooming flowers you define yourself from your roots so sleep tight,            and settle in,                     because although your fight is far from won,                     you've always got one thing to hold on to,                     to cling to                  and coddle in the dark when the gremlin is quiet and still dance in the solitude and laugh because you are you and beautiful down to each and every root
0
Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 8:16 PM UTC
gremlins
I know how it feels How it feels when there’s a gremlin gnawing on your side It sits behind your eyes, And pushes out tears It comes from nowhere, and anytime From the middle of a lecture To being held in the arms of the one you love And it’ll push you apart. And away Its little claws grasping at invisible threads connected to your mind While logic cowers in the corner And you're left alone There you’ll turn to the one holding you moments ago And they’ve turned too turned away So you lay in defeat, letting the gremlin crawl back into your ear latching back on this consistency is the only thing coming up clear draining you more day by day but you let it because control seems better then the inevitability of the water that surrounds you when you take a dip in the deep end -but othertimes- when you're feeling braver, finished submitting to the shallow end you'll try and settle it down, or at least help it sleep meditation medication breathing tea, but                                                         these start to ring up useless hope becomes your ploy so maybe one day those bite marks in your side will heal This gremlin is not biased. it does not care about race, or status, or gender it has no consistency it may plague you for weeks on end, no relief or room to breathe, and disappear without a trace for a couple weeks more, but it always knows the way back it knows you This gremlin is inconsiderate. It does not care of your disposition towards life or academics or your career It does not care of who you are and at times it will try to define you use you against yourself but just as a tree may lose its leaves, and blooming flowers you define yourself from your roots so sleep tight,            and settle in,                     because although your fight is far from won,                     you've always got one thing to hold on to,                     to cling to                  and coddle in the dark when the gremlin is quiet and still dance in the solitude and laugh because you are you and beautiful down to each and every root
Continue reading...
78
Under hazy violet twilight hum sprites Performing acrobatics above my head Eyes fixated on the popcorn ceiling They sing the body electric In the cinema between four off-white walls Under lazy muggy moonlight I hang tight Watching pixies become gremlins Eyes chartreuse, bright, and bulging Scurry down walls and seek refuge beneath me Becoming the neurotic symphony of aging pipes. Under fading fluorescent lights I sit upright Scanning all four corners for my personal bogeyman Eyes bloodshot, heavy, and weary Once again close beneath then fortitude of quilted mass Becoming another night of stuttering slumber.
0
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 5:50 AM UTC
04:28