#rekt
Why can't I do anything right?
I can feel the rope around my neck getting tight.
I am not sure if I am having an anxiety attack,
but my vision is fading to black.
I should shut up!
Seriously
I don't know why I keep talking,
but my breathing is getting balking.
My heart is going the speed that my fingers are flying over the keyboard
and I can feel cramps starting to erupt,
and I am trying to hold them tight,
trying to press everything right.
But with shaking hands it's not so light!
All I did was drink
2 glasses to be precise
and the next thing I know
is that I wake up to apologize
to a girl that I love
which I called a **** for fun
And that's where the drama begun.
She asked if a was already down the drain
And even with a clouded brain
I saw the mistake in her spelling
and thought it would be fun to be the one telling:
“Are you grammatically incorrect?”
And all I hear this morning is the loud voice that yells at me
“You are rekt”
And she is right, I am.
I hurt the one most precious to me
Just by saying something that I thought was funny.
Running my mouth is like running a train.
An unstoppable force
until it rolls of the rails.
But from now on I'll keep quiet,
I swear to you, my dearest one,
because I can't see you being gone.
Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 8:08 AM UTC
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wippity
bam
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 4:06 PM UTC
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Trust Me
This is a poem
Because it doesnt rhyme
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 8:44 AM UTC
Hands up
Body rigid with anticipation
My gut pulls down
Stronger and stronger as I go up
I can see the top
So close but so far
I decided to take a risk
And try my luck at this ride
I inch over the peak
And then I
Fall
Screaming with adrenaline
Impossible not to smile
This was the thrill I sought
My gamble payed off
But then the tracks flatten out
And overcome with disappointment
I realize
It's all already over
All that can happen
When I spend 3 minutes
Talking to you
"My friends can come too"
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 1:01 AM UTC