#irritated
I don't understand
why you tell me all your problems
like you think that I could solve them.
I don't understand
why you never end up calling
but I always end up falling for you.
For you.
You never try to make the time,
but for me, it's too easy.
I'll never stop and think about it
because it's so easy
to talk to you
about anything.
You joke, you laugh, but you never make those plans.
Because that would mean we're more than friends.
Feb 16
Feb 16, 2026 at 12:55 PM UTC
I've been on the drugs,
Broken arms with the medicine,
Thrown in a hole I never dug,
They say the white walls are for my betterment.
They say it's for the pain,
Say it's for your head.
It must be on the outside,
Inside I feel dead.
Somebody pressed mute on the radio,
Now my volume dial's broke on the stereo.
Nobody hears me scream,
That I wish I could let go.
I wish I could grab ahold.
Looking in the mirror but I don't see me,
Just confusion and some emptiness,
Shakespearean with no remedy.
Woe is me, oh where is me?
I feel like I used to be a better me.
Now my volume dial's broke on the stereo.
Nobody hears me scream,
I wish I could let go.
I wish I could grab ahold
Another one down,
Another one drank.
Another time you tell me I'm fine.
Another time I wish I was.
I guess I'm not dead...
Apr 7, 2024
Apr 7, 2024 at 3:53 AM UTC
It feels like I won't be able to love again
I don't know if I am just bored at the thought of it
The touching does not excite me
I am bitter at the thought
The affection and smiles seem synthetic
Because they always have been before
Where do we go to find love again
The answer is that no one knows
Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 3:53 AM UTC
When I was little my mother was always near
I did as I was told no questions asked
Until the age of twelve when everything was clear
I began to quesiton the things I was tasked
Caring less and less if mother was around
Acting reckless keeping my feelings masked
My friends and I would terrorize the town
Giving no regards to others and acting like fools
It was five years before the old me was found
I found relief in music so it became my tool
The stress of my parents was too much to take
I wanted to give up on everything including school
I rarely asked for much and made my own cake
But I was sick and tired of not having freedom
So I signed my life away for some rank
When I graduated I left for a few seasons
The confidence I gained was what I'd needed
Although my absence was for no clear reason
As my eyes open wide my mind becomes heated
Everybody is ignorant whether they agree or not
I have new standards for how I need to be treated
I promise I've been through more I've been through alot
Treat me with resepct and understanding when I speak
Being right sometimes doesnt add value to your thoughts
Thinking a lot means not that I overthink
Listening not to me but others is destructive
I know from experience not from a link
I'm not a child anymore that little boy is rusted
I'm a grown man that has his own views
But I still make mistakes on who should be trusted
If the effort is mainly on one side who has to choose
When nobody wants to make up I have to grown upwards
Because my sidekick Watson surely doenst get the clues
Yet I'm still competing against myself for no rewards
The effort I put in doesnt reciprocate
So I get edgy because I have a goal I'm working towards
Every conversation feels like a new debate
My relations are irrelivent and you don't listen
You aren't honest most often being fake
No being mad you're never wrong in your vision
Of course those rules never apply to me
Tu eres el hefe and thats your mission
The point is that I've matured in ways you wont see
I grow weary of your demands and lack of understanding
and I still find myself wanting to be free
What goes up must come down and I'm landing
I hope I maintain my composure and retain sanity
My last one took that from me without my planning
In the process I was filled with vanity
I pray you're not the same resulting in a tragedy
May 15, 2019
May 15, 2019 at 2:20 PM UTC
I’m sorry my love
But it has to be done
The clouds have moved in
I’m no longer your sun
My heart is aching
At the thought of what was
My will is breaking
...
I’ve just had enough
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 10:02 PM UTC
I hope you are happy with me around
Tonight can see you're not
Your voice sounds tired and low
Feel like a ghost you forgot
Know you are growing irritated
Put me down sometimes for no reason
Act like I am just being crazy
Your cold shoulder and this winter season
In front of friends we share
You should be sensitive
I am trying to be reasonable
I am weak-my soft spots are quick to forgive
Want to be as fun and carefree as you
Isn't as easy as you make it look
Under your smile I sense something else
What will bring back joy that I took?
Feb 23, 2019
Feb 23, 2019 at 8:21 AM UTC
Another day goes by where I ask myself why I continue to live this miserable life
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 12:46 AM UTC
Anger brings out a side of people
Perhaps one that hasn’t been seen
But then again it’s useful
It makes the slate start clean
I have a motto now
I’ll live each day for me
I’m done trying to satisfy the thirsty man
And portraying what he wants me to be
Let’s be honest I should’ve seen this coming
After all he wasn’t mine
But God it shouldn’t of hurt like this
And I shouldn’t be silently crying
Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 7:04 PM UTC
I'm at my limit
Struggling to keep it
I can't speak loud
Somebody, help me out.
Help me, please?
I just want peace...
I can't afford to loose,
Please, do not abuse.
I hear it whisper...
Luring me to unleash her
Her words are so sweet,
But I must stay on my feet.
Don't force her out!!
Or, I'll black out...
It will be messy...
I'm afraid, help me.
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC
Lips pursed
Blatant irritation
Eyes flickering, like little fireflies
Shining a spot light
On every little piece of dust
Remotely out of place
In my room
Sep 8, 2018
Sep 8, 2018 at 10:03 PM UTC
We all know we have this haunting ghost
That follows us wherever we go
It's not that scary and doesn't say boo!
It's in our mind, stuck like a goo
Maybe because it is from the past
But I will not say that it will perpetually last
Remember there are things you can divert
If you can't do it, you can always avert.
Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 2:13 AM UTC
My body is hot, within me is a flame, boiling the blood in my veins, my skin is warm & I feel bothered internally.
It won't take much to set me off.
I can't run away from myself, I can't escape these feelings.
I feel like I'm suffocating in myself.
How can I feel better, who will understand, how can I make it go away?
I don't know where to turn...
Aug 21, 2018
Aug 21, 2018 at 5:39 PM UTC
(there are three grounds
floating on the top of my coffee
it's too late at night to be
drinking this coffee)
i'm just kind of
irritated is all
spending too much time
with myself gets to me
but other people get
to me more
my friends could tell you i hate
touching butter
surprises
and kisses
three things which tend to be
jarring and unsanitary
they could also tell you
they hate your guts
(i remove the grounds
with my spoon and swoosh
the coffee around in circle
so it hits the sides)
after that stunt you pulled
where you pulled me
too close for my comfort
and kissed my cheek
we're not counting that as
my first kiss because it was
not funny or sweet or
any other sentimental epithet
it was
irritating
(the candle is burning
low but i don't mind
i've got all night
to tap out my mind)
and you can only imagine
how pleased i was to find
a very neatly wrapped
package with my name
all wrapped up in ribbons and
a bow the day after my birthday
i didn't open it for
a whole day out of spite
put it in the lost and found
until you moved it back
it was actually a nice
useful gift which you
presumably spent
$40 or so on
which only added
to my irritation
(its getting cold so i start
chugging it but lukewarm
coffee chugged down isn't the
most satisfying way to drink it)
so i wrote a very
passive aggressive
thank you note about
how nice friendship was
and had a dream that you
demanded to know why
i picked someone over you
i didn't have a good answer
(and there's the bottom of
the mug with two more
coffee grounds stuck in the
pocket drop you never can get)
i get ****** when
i'm irritated
and i'm usually somewhat
irritated with you
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 11:19 PM UTC
I dare not share
So you can stop your stare
I really don't care
For my feelings are rare
I am here with an open mind
For the hidden treasures I can find
But your attitude is so unkind
Stating many others are lined
It seems you are confused
Or you think you've been used
I am not here to be accused
So piff off **** am not amused...
©sim
Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 6:38 AM UTC
Cool and breezy
My hands all greasy
Fixing my car, alright
Been busy since last night
A lot tired today
More work, what can I say
Worst of all this rain
Just had to pour again
I rather use my brain
Then to cause myself pain
I'll just call on a mechanic
So to fix my car without panic
All this greasy smell
Oh, **** this hell
I'll just let the experts handle
While I light a candle
Power just had to go off
And I hate this irritating cough
Am writing about my neighbor
Who was working alone, no labor
He was muttering and complaining
While talking to mechanic and explaining
Poor guy, gave me a theme to write
I wish his car gets fixed by tonight...
©sim
Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 12:27 AM UTC
this morning I woke up
with the metallic taste of poetry in my mouth
and though I scrub
though I scour
till the sink is bright pink
I can't seem to
spit
it
out
Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 1:03 PM UTC
You say it's hard to believe I love you;
because I've said it to "every guy"
that I've been with.
While this may be true;
this phrase is funny coming from you..
Because you see;
once you had said to me..
That you don't even know if you can love me.
In the end my dear;
All I feel;
Is Helpless.
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 10:14 PM UTC
*The block is back
I swear it comes at the worst times
It comes to visit without notice,
giving me no time to prepare
My homes a mess;
My words are scrambled
It sounds like all my poems are a terrible ramble
of sadness and humor
of pain and anger
Can someone please
tell Writers block to give a three day warning next time?*
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 9:43 AM UTC