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#iwasbored
When we were younger, you wished to be a pirate. You wished to pillage and plunder, brother mine. But, of such times, you forget. And I helped you to forget. Rid your intensely intelligent mind Of rotting things. Now, you help people. But, not to help them, To keep yourself from becoming too bored. I wonder, brother dear, if you were a pirate, Would you become bored of the sea, Bored of the pillaging and plundering? Would you wish to come home? Or would you continue searching for something, Forever upon those waters of endless boredom, Forever the bored pirate, dear brother? Would you?
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 10:14 AM UTC
Bored Pirate
Look at me, go watch me fly Can you touch the sky? I feel like I need to cry Just overdose me and let me die Ay, come on, don’t be shy Ay, come on and try me out, coz I’m Amphetamine I started taking this **** since I was ******* sixteen I fell in love with a girl named Evergreen at Halloween But she told “If you want to be with me stop taking Amphetamine” But I couldn’t stop I couldn’t stop taking Amphetamine It’s my addiction I look in the mirror, I see my own reflection It reminds me to take my injection Reminds me to go get my prescription Coz it all go around and round like a ring Well I guess I just can’t stop...
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Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 6:42 AM UTC
Amphetamine
Try as i may, Beneath the ground was where i stayed. I was a fool, i gave up colour for gray, Eternal pain and suffering, that was my price to pay. But as i felt helpless, the world fading from sight, I saw the most beautiful light. Could this be? my escape from this plight? To escape from the gray, to be bathed in white? With nothing but escape in mind, I rushed towards it, hoping to rejoin mankind. And as i approached it, the brightness made me blind, But i could feel it, i was no longer confined. A second chance, was what i had received, A free man once more, i no longer had to grieve. And as i walked, i look at what i had achieved, I had escaped the gray, and for that i was relieved. But as i walked, i realized something was awry, I was no longer a man, but a soul in the sky. I knew i was still dead, and for that i cried, Even though it was my choice to die.
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Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 9:31 PM UTC
Escape