#rhymetime
I’ve mined for gold
But I’m getting old,
Too many holes.
Searching for souls
Has taken its toll
An empty bowl
For a mink stole.
Dec 5, 2024
Dec 5, 2024 at 11:51 AM UTC
& I think maybe that’s what’s fked me up the most
The people that have hurt me the most were those that were close
& those that didn’t care
Smiled, acted polite & shared
Their fake, crowd pleasing personas
with me
Smile to my face, then vanish into black
Only to text back
Months later
Oh sorry, it’s been hectic
I’ve been soo busy
Finding myself
Far away from you
But would you like to come out for a brew
Perhaps
Meanwhile the people that tell me they love me
The people that tell me they’ve always had MY best interests in mind while they themselves made decisions that affected me
Without me
Leaving me for my own good
Staying away from me for my own good
Telling me that I’m too good
For them
& which one is better
Really
Which one is worse
Or more real
Is anything real..
Anymore?
All I know is that I’m tired of the ****
This technological abyss
Where people can come & go as they please
Eternally
IT’S NOT OKAY
I will not come out to play
I will not twirl & dance for you
Every time you want to wind me up
For old times sake
So you can recreate
A distant memory of former bliss
What is this?
But utter confusion
You’re delusioned
If you think I’ll ever spin near your orbit again
& no we can’t “stay friends”
For fks sake
Just leave me be
Jun 7, 2019
Jun 7, 2019 at 9:51 PM UTC
Each time I read,
I feed
On the words I heed
That will lead
Me to impede
On my need,
Which is no ****
But of which I bleed
Without greed.
I am freed
As I pray bead-to-bead
When I read
With the determination of a stampede,
The delicacy of a centipede,
The brilliance of an equine steed
The toughness of a car just keyed,
And with the harmony of a reed
Until from life I secede.
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 6:24 PM UTC
They tell her that's she's gullible
They tell her she's naive
All she wants is to see the best in people
She truly just wants to believe
That there are still good people out there
Decent people, like herself
That live their lives with integrity
Helping others for more than an exchange of wealth
Yet time && time again,
People seem to take advantage
Of her kind hearted nature
Of her willingness to always bandage
Everyone else's wounds
All she really wants to do is mend
The hearts of all the broken
To listen whenever they need a friend
The girl whom is always helping
To fight other people's battles
The one that you deem weak
For helping piece back those who have been dismantled
Though she feels all alone at times
Though she could use help with some stuff
She'll never ask for anyone's aid
For her, helping them out is enough
May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 12:13 PM UTC
I thought I was in love once
But I was just the gum upon his shoe
I let him stomp all over me
While I stuck to him like glue
He told me that he loved me
Which is why in my impressionable youth
I thought "this must be the real deal"
I thought he spoke the truth
The next time someone confessed their love
I couldn't bring myself to believe
That someone could ever care for me
I thought surely they would leave
So I pushed them away, && they did just that
They left me in a hurry
By this point I was too damaged to see
That deep down I was worthy
You see once a person is broken down
Their heart can never go back
The pieces may stick back together again
But if you look, you can still see the crack
May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 3:07 PM UTC
Tell me that you love me
It need not be the truth
While we're in the pale moonlight
Sipping on vermouth
Tell me that you need me
If only for tonight
I just need a little something
To keep my head up in this fight
Tell me that you want me
Tell me you'll be true
I'm tired of being lonely
All I want for you to do
Is tell me that it'll all work out
Look me in the eye && say
That there will be a brighter tomorrow
If I can just make it through today
Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 10:01 PM UTC
Thoughts thoughts thoughts
Racing through my mind
When all I want to do
Is lay here && unwind
But these thoughts thoughts thoughts
Around the corner they're always looming
How could I ever be at peace
When they are all consuming
Thoughts thoughts thoughts
Still running through my head
I just want them to quiet down
Ah well, maybe when I'm dead
Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 9:29 PM UTC
Being high just feels like a long sigh now
My cries of struggle have just become dry now
While the sly guy is flying way up in the sky now
Seeing all this success around me just fries my eyes now
I feel like not even trying like I should just die now
I'm so shy maybe I should dye myself into a spy now
The end is nigh as I reminisce it's almost my time now
You can try to deny but the hourglass is not so high now
Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
Stoners go hippie with the sticky sweet smoke
Dope-wicked hope stricken trippin' sinners don't choke
Sellouts sell jail cells in the cellar downstairs
Hairs-frayed-from-hairspray stricken sisters don't care
Tell me where are the werewolves wearing skin overcoats?
Not a body dare boast that their coast is a host
For a problem don't got one when the team boat won't row
Don't tell me you got hope when the dough runs the show
Don't tell me that you care when to sin is to share
Don't ever tell me that you know when your love never show
You're fuckin' bloody-gut, up-chucking sick
Don't ya know?
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 7:02 PM UTC