#shittywriting
I tried to write a poem everyone would like.
I struggled with it for years.
But every time I thought I had,
my words fell on deaf ears.
And so I sat, head in hands, and wondered what to write.
How could words that mean so much to me, to others not sound trite?
I tried to write a poem everyone would like.
I wasted many years.
But this wave of rage, I'm foaming in,
still crashes on deaf ears
Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 8:41 PM UTC
They say you should keep your enemies closer than you keep your friends
Good thing I go to bed with myself every night
Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 6:15 PM UTC
I won't dangle
I won't sway
I'll make sure it snaps right away
I'd rather break
Than learn to bend
At least I know
How it will end
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 10:07 AM UTC
I reached into the bag and
pulled out what I got
They said I had to live with it
like it or not
It didn't seem fair
They insisted it was
Life is what your born
I asked why? Just because
So please go stand
in that line over there
A biped will approach you
pretending to care
At this point I tossed
my grab back towards the sack
Quipped I'll pass on the offer
and dove into the black
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 4:33 PM UTC
They said my hand is a weapon
Because it's covered in dirt
So put it away
Before someone gets hurt
They claimed my head is a bomb
Cuz they hear it tick tock
So you best just stay put
Instead of risking a walk
They said my tounge is a sword
Quite deadly but small
So I finally agreed
And beheaded them all
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 1:47 PM UTC
The only thing you can do
when in a deep dark hole
is look up
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 1:25 PM UTC
You know you don't belong anywhere
when
in a vat of misfit stew you find you're
the only one clinging to the
spoon
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 8:23 PM UTC
You say more with your tone than your
tongue
But it's your silence that I hear the
most
When we touch I can feel you go
numb
How are you so far away yet so
close
Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 1:04 PM UTC
Why am I always afraid
I just don't know why
Is it cuz this bed I've made
Feels like a coffin in the sky
Floating over crowds alone
I never feel connected
This place doesn't seem like home
And I always get rejected
I may look human just like you
With two legs underneath
Two arms that don't know what to do
Wrapped round me like a sheath
A mouth that opens, words come out
Sometimes in a faint whisper
Other times I scream and shout
In the mirror at my sister
Two eyes that blink but do not see
A nose that does not smell
A feeling I'm not meant to be
And that this must be hell
If so then why is no one here
And I'm the only one
I feel my heart swollen with fear
And I just turn and run
Why am I always afraid
I can't figure why
Is it cuz this bed I've made's
My coffin in the sky
Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 12:13 PM UTC