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Gray Jun 2018
Empty white room only a light bulb remains.
“Stay here, and think.”

About what? Nothing to do, but look.
Looking at the light bulb.

Blank room.
Empty mind, empty mind.

They slam the door behind them.
Left alone for the first time.

Empty room.
Blank mind, blank mind.

What am i supposed to think about?
I plop myself onto the white floor.

Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
Light bulb hangs.

I stand up.
Walk towards.

Light bulb.
Pull switch.

Click!
Light!

But the room already was lit,
Despite the lightbulb being out.

Please, remove me from this place.
Blank mind. Empty room.

I have no light bulb inside my head.
They are disappointed.
Gray Jun 2018
I just cannot stand confrontation.
It’s simply the worst possible frustration.

Nothing can escape the spiteful comments that people thoughtlessly threw aside.
Might as well call it the friendship suicide.

All this yelling gets me feeling so worn out and tired.
Leading to me being uninspired.

I end up losing all forms of motivation,
And rather stay hidden completely in isolation.

Why would i want to stick around and listen to my friends argue?
It would be toxic to absorb in that painfully dark hue.

I would rather be alone than experience anymore confrontation,
After all I believe it to be one of the worst traits of any given conversation.

Wouldn’t it be nice if we all just get along?
Why keep contributing to making everything go so horribly wrong?
Gray Jun 2018
How do you know when someone is running out of ideas?
Well perhaps it’s when they start to talk about tortillas!

I don’t think it’s silly to talk about this circle made of wheat.
As a matter of fact i believe tortillas are rather neat.

Every single chef I've met has never disapproved,
And if i did somehow did meet one I’ll just have to get them removed.

If you eat a tortilla i promise that you’ll beam a great big smile,
And if you somehow don’t then i promise you that you’re in denial.

I'm guessing that you are done talking about this topic that you don't seem to adore,
Unless perhaps you liked to talk to me just for a little bit more?
Gray Jun 2018
Today i got made fun of because my mom decided to name me after a certain dairy product of soy.
People sure do love to make fun of me just as if i was some cheap ****** toy.

I mean, there’s nothing wrong with my name because it’s certainly not hurting anyone.
If you disagree with me i think you need to get all your priorities redone.

I should be used to everyone saying that i am weird,
But on days like today i wonder if it would be better if i suddenly disappeared.

I’m just going to pack up my things now and quietly go.
What’s the point in being alive if you cannot take it in all nice and slow?
Gray Jun 2018
What would happen if i suddenly got up and left you?
If i did so i might never return and basically start anew.

I never liked being around when you were.
You would always mock me and her.

Maybe when I’m gone you’ll realize that we actually mattered.
And if you decide to not don’t worry our worlds have already once been shattered.

In a couple years we might run back into each other again,
But let’s not worry about that until that happens then.
Gray Jun 2018
Feelings that never end.
Over and over again they repeat.
Readiness to stop is unknown.
Each day each moment.
Venturing off into a timeline unknown.
Everything no longer makes sense.
Reckless behavior is bound to happen.
Gray Jun 2018
Something we all need in life.

An exceedingly useful helper to keep one together.

Nonsensical  people are sure to be lacking.

Inside your head you might be able to locate

To become whole again.

You’ll be more prone to yield before no man.
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