#salvage - Hello Poetry

Do colors seem pastel through eyes? Yellow sunshine overhead I wonder if hues would still appear bright If your property instead.. It could've stopped escalating Long long long ago No quantity of ******* in the universe Will stop from feeling hollow I'm sure ways exist to justify Type of behavior I hate Perception of surroundings is so skewed Probably think it looks great Why would tidiness matter to you? Not like the lot is in your name I am the one forced to deal with consequences You are the one to blame It is obvious to any rational mind Discipline is way past due No longer willing to ignore the signs The problem is linked to you You distinctly do not give a **** about our feelings Otherwise wouldn't have even begun Now your hoarding is so out of hand Don't recognize what land has become I suppose that is what we get for our kindness Foolishness leading us here No good deed unpunished If nothing else that much is clear This destiny avoidable Would have been easy to just say no Generosity in our nature Had no clue collection would grow Don't comprehend how people live In such a state of disarray Chaos utterly consuming all around Convinced carnage completely okay I would have never guessed a human being Could be so disastrous by design Have been too lenient but now It is about time we draw the line We offered a chance to change outcome Still carry on making a mess Zero guilt or remorse displayed This is what you call "trying your best" The stress getting heavier Longer we allow mayhem to go on Most ******** part is I suspect you believe Truly aren't doing anything wrong Maybe seek professional help Only suggesting because I care Anyone with some degree of mental stability Of disorder would be aware So you either are totally insane Or taking advantage of our big hearts Regardless something has to give Before each vehicle there is in parts The blatant disrespect overwhelming Allow an inch and you take a mile Only solution I can figure out Has been coming awhile Our patience wearing for months Finally it has broken through After the ******** we've tolerated What do you expect us to do? Just let you persist in accumulating junk? As if deed to there is your own? Until entire acre is swallowed up And gone is beautiful location once-known You have already inflicted a huge excess Of destruction that can't be reversed Acting entitled to anything there Helping yourself without inquiring first When you first parked bus we were misled Under impression it was a temporary situation Fact that your habitat keeps expanding Expresses this is more than only a vacation Are you even seeking somewhere else To store belongings and dwell? From where I'm standing it appears You revel in making lives hell Trash scattered in corners Gets worse as you round each next turn Are you that lazy and careless? You can't put in one place and burn? You disassemble things for no reason If unbroken you tear it in pieces Never reconstructing the objects you ruin All the while cache increases If not halted the amount will proceed growing Until visible from space I'd like to admit you are capable Sadly that is not the case Not to mention attention drawn From law enforcement appearing there Responding from neighbor's calls Epitomizing our worst nightmare The two properties connected by owner Labels us negatively for sure Positive cops are just awaiting the opportunity To obtain warrant to search our house once more Yet doesn't bother you at all If so you'd minimize risk Not use grow light to illuminate And litter public street and ditch And in the aftermath of these awful actions Don't apologize for mistakes Enough is enough Party is over Only so much we can take It's your moment to float along to different shores A destination new Feeling physically ill every visit Welcome is outworn-please shoo! Half of me honestly fully fed up Other side weakened by sympathy I fear if I continue to endure treatment You will simply walk all over me And when finally you do move on Left with an unholy mess Which will cause a meltdown Imploding from distress So I kindly ask you hit the road Commence process at once Should have evicted weeks ago That's not what any of us really want I hope you don't interpret as declaration of war You've become used to this "paradise" Wouldn't have minded you staying here If you kept it looking nice But your indiscreet disregard for our disapproval Has us craving distance badly For our sanity's sake You're too selfish sadly This doesn't mean we don't like you Loathe the position we're in Wish we also could embrace the anarchy Our essence is lacking the echoes within If there was compromise to be discovered Wouldn't plead for you to leave Our standards are so drastically different Insists harmony impossible to achieve We often have people abuse our compassion Silence disrupted only when too much to bear After being disappointed over and over Of shadows we should be aware But within our core care more than we should Inner voice whispering "they'll have nowhere to go" If your intention was to carry on residing there You would have improvement instead of negligence to show We've idled for months while you should have cleaned up Take one step forward than two right back It's evident you won't come to your senses Perhaps we've cut you a bit too much slack Now forced to gather belongings Pick garbage up off the ground Don't want air to be cold between us Still don't mind you coming around I tried hard to be gentle To my heart I must remain true Only way to salvage my future home Is stop you before damage is too bad to undo

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Nov 17, 2024

Nov 17, 2024 at 3:34 PM UTC

AmandaKayBurke

Damage

Do colors seem pastel through eyes? Yellow sunshine overhead I wonder if hues would still appear bright If your property instead.. It could've stopped escalating Long long long ago No quantity of ******* in the universe Will stop from feeling hollow I'm sure ways exist to justify Type of behavior I hate Perception of surroundings is so skewed Probably think it looks great Why would tidiness matter to you? Not like the lot is in your name I am the one forced to deal with consequences You are the one to blame It is obvious to any rational mind Discipline is way past due No longer willing to ignore the signs The problem is linked to you You distinctly do not give a **** about our feelings Otherwise wouldn't have even begun Now your hoarding is so out of hand Don't recognize what land has become I suppose that is what we get for our kindness Foolishness leading us here No good deed unpunished If nothing else that much is clear This destiny avoidable Would have been easy to just say no Generosity in our nature Had no clue collection would grow Don't comprehend how people live In such a state of disarray Chaos utterly consuming all around Convinced carnage completely okay I would have never guessed a human being Could be so disastrous by design Have been too lenient but now It is about time we draw the line We offered a chance to change outcome Still carry on making a mess Zero guilt or remorse displayed This is what you call "trying your best" The stress getting heavier Longer we allow mayhem to go on Most ******** part is I suspect you believe Truly aren't doing anything wrong Maybe seek professional help Only suggesting because I care Anyone with some degree of mental stability Of disorder would be aware So you either are totally insane Or taking advantage of our big hearts Regardless something has to give Before each vehicle there is in parts The blatant disrespect overwhelming Allow an inch and you take a mile Only solution I can figure out Has been coming awhile Our patience wearing for months Finally it has broken through After the ******** we've tolerated What do you expect us to do? Just let you persist in accumulating junk? As if deed to there is your own? Until entire acre is swallowed up And gone is beautiful location once-known You have already inflicted a huge excess Of destruction that can't be reversed Acting entitled to anything there Helping yourself without inquiring first When you first parked bus we were misled Under impression it was a temporary situation Fact that your habitat keeps expanding Expresses this is more than only a vacation Are you even seeking somewhere else To store belongings and dwell? From where I'm standing it appears You revel in making lives hell Trash scattered in corners Gets worse as you round each next turn Are you that lazy and careless? You can't put in one place and burn? You disassemble things for no reason If unbroken you tear it in pieces Never reconstructing the objects you ruin All the while cache increases If not halted the amount will proceed growing Until visible from space I'd like to admit you are capable Sadly that is not the case Not to mention attention drawn From law enforcement appearing there Responding from neighbor's calls Epitomizing our worst nightmare The two properties connected by owner Labels us negatively for sure Positive cops are just awaiting the opportunity To obtain warrant to search our house once more Yet doesn't bother you at all If so you'd minimize risk Not use grow light to illuminate And litter public street and ditch And in the aftermath of these awful actions Don't apologize for mistakes Enough is enough Party is over Only so much we can take It's your moment to float along to different shores A destination new Feeling physically ill every visit Welcome is outworn-please shoo! Half of me honestly fully fed up Other side weakened by sympathy I fear if I continue to endure treatment You will simply walk all over me And when finally you do move on Left with an unholy mess Which will cause a meltdown Imploding from distress So I kindly ask you hit the road Commence process at once Should have evicted weeks ago That's not what any of us really want I hope you don't interpret as declaration of war You've become used to this "paradise" Wouldn't have minded you staying here If you kept it looking nice But your indiscreet disregard for our disapproval Has us craving distance badly For our sanity's sake You're too selfish sadly This doesn't mean we don't like you Loathe the position we're in Wish we also could embrace the anarchy Our essence is lacking the echoes within If there was compromise to be discovered Wouldn't plead for you to leave Our standards are so drastically different Insists harmony impossible to achieve We often have people abuse our compassion Silence disrupted only when too much to bear After being disappointed over and over Of shadows we should be aware But within our core care more than we should Inner voice whispering "they'll have nowhere to go" If your intention was to carry on residing there You would have improvement instead of negligence to show We've idled for months while you should have cleaned up Take one step forward than two right back It's evident you won't come to your senses Perhaps we've cut you a bit too much slack Now forced to gather belongings Pick garbage up off the ground Don't want air to be cold between us Still don't mind you coming around I tried hard to be gentle To my heart I must remain true Only way to salvage my future home Is stop you before damage is too bad to undo