#users
You feel you been abused,
You were blind cited, by a fool that used,
You followed, their path, at a time, when you were confused,
A learning experience, that happens, to many people every day.
Be happy, your free & smarter today,
Those questions, of why, and what if,
Forget about them, let those, useless thoughts, fade,
Love yourself, and life, look forward, to better days.
Stop wasting, days, trying to make sense, in your mind’
You will just confuse yourself, while wasting, precious time,
Chances are, a final answer, you will never find,
Concentrate, on positive thoughts, this life, is a very short stay.
The original Tom Maxwell / poems © 11/18/2025 AD
Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 6:30 AM UTC
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Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 10:46 AM UTC
The same ones who hate me
tend to try and break me,
Curse and forsake me,
Then cry when they **** me.
Then they see,
That they actually need me
it's too late for that now,
Because I do not break and I certainly won't bow.
They have condemned me for now
But watch them as they come back around.....
For Help.
Mar 30, 2020
Mar 30, 2020 at 1:17 PM UTC
Be a stoic
When it's convenient for us
Be a hero
When it's convenient for us
Be a poet
When it's convenient for us
Die
When it's convenient for us
Oh, you're dead?
Next!
Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 10:19 PM UTC
It's easier to tell people what they want to hear
than to hurt and maim with the truth
not wanting to deliver the blow and the fear
providing evidence and the inevitable proof
Some people seek it for attention
confirmation they're shunned and abused
just always there, on vacation
as everyone around them, is used
Playing the game passive and angry
flashing eyes that lie, with a smile
all at the same time, pure lazy
a lack of panache and/or of style
It's a no win scenario
day in and all day out
watching them scheme
as always the innocent victim
un-pious and falsely
devout
Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 12:12 AM UTC
*I am the cleanest, most thoughtful
Most caring one around that I know
Not giving one selfish desire my time,
Only hard working, dedicated and here
To be there to keep things in line,
So feel free to give me extra criticism,
To make me "walk on egg shells,"
I try so hard, I'm just so poor,
But who cares, I'm the worst because
Of some stupid argument at a door.*
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 1:49 AM UTC
It's a painful stretch to re-loving
Gargoyles in clusters clutch at my heart
Talons pierced and locked wings wrapped upon layers
Pulling each one away takes insufferable self violence
Just to clear a small space to let you through
Too many years of inequity
have placed needs burning in my heart
you struggle to relinquish your control,
Your gift of consideration is noted.
Your changes have exceeded my expectations
Though we are nowhere near even.
Still, I play it peachy,
Your tenderness, your keeness to please me
Is unnerving,
too little, too late
Your heart whispers squeal like whistles in the hunt
Unsettling the watchdog beasts
Growling and snarling
Clawing tighter at the leather pith of a stone heart
Your own needs are barking
Your expectations are going to be laid,
I'm letting blood Before your debt is even paid
It's going to be different this time...
Claws tighten, wings gripping tighter
Artehoke heart,
just another set up
I keep anticipating the fall.
I go on pretending in the hope It will become real
Your darkness permeates
your dark love kills
Still, there's something about you
I can't live without.
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 9:42 AM UTC
I'm a bystander.
An invisible casualty.
I get caught in the wave of destruction
With no siren to warn me,
no life raft to save me.
I'm on my own.
When I drown in the tidal wave of users
I like to pretend a hand plunges for me.
I know it's a lie.
It's just me, pulling for air.
And a piece of me breaks.
Every time.
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC