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The Angry Pencil Jun 2018
Is it wrong for me to like myself?
Because you obviously think so
You don't care for my mental health
You're not a friend, just a foe

If my britches get too big
And I look too sure
With hurtful words you'll start to dig
I start to feel so insecure

But I know one thing that's true
Your insides are way rotten
Those things you said are not forgotten
They've stuck to me like glue
The Angry Pencil Jun 2018
Zit
You're a pimple on the face of society
You came from under a rock
All you cause me is anxiety
So the fact that I hate you shouldn't come as a shock.

In the beginning,  I worshipped your ground
I thought you were so hot
But you don't deserve me is what I found
A perfect match for me you're not

Don't think because I'm still here
Everything you do is
forgived
Contempt is all I have for you dear
Everything you've done in my dreams are relived

I'm only biding time
Until the time is right
Revenge will be mine
Your misery will be MY delight

You're gonna be be ******* in a ***
If you're lucky that is
God's gift to women you're not
More than likely the sidewalk is where you'll be taking a ****

If you're not yet in the grave
You're certainly going that way
All you know how to do is misbehave
A *** is what you really portray
The Angry Pencil Jun 2018
I love you but I wish you would die!
Before, if I thought of it I would easily cry
But since you've forsaken me for a bottle of beer
I don't care anymore for you my dear

I still need you for a roof over my head
But I'd be better off with you dead
You have brought me nothing but grief
Maybe it's time for a little relief

You're killing yourself and you don't care
For your daughter or me, it's just not fair
I have always decided to take you back
But guess what??... I'm tired of your flak.

You don't deserve me, you never did
You're nothing but a baby... A little kid
Your words do hurt though..... I have to admit
But guess what?? I'm tired of your s*!

So, I do wish you'd die life would be a breeze
Finally my mind would be at ease
Cause the terror you caused me would leave
And for that reason I'll never grieve.
This was my first poem about the selfish ***** named Sam. Or as I sometimes call him Dickey Do Wrong.
The Angry Pencil Jun 2018
My hair is not straight enough
My stomach is not flat enough
My ******* aren't big enough for you

My legs aren't thin enough
My feet aren't small enough
My body isn't perfect enough for you

My ***** is not skanky enough
My addictions are not big enough
My brain is not fried enough like yours

BUT LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING

My hair is perfectly curly
Just like God wanted mine
My stomach is amazing
For a five time mom of 49

My ******* are bigger than average
At least that's what I think
Do I lose sleep over your opinion?????
No sir!!  Not one wink

My legs are so awesomely strong
Because I work out for me
My feet are perfect
I don't understand what you see

As far as my brain
FYI,  Yours is quite small
I can't help I am smart
But you just want a ****
So go live on the street and have a ball
The Angry Pencil Jun 2018
You're a husk of a man
Just an empty shell
For you, I've done all I can
Now I want you to go to hell

You do nothing all day
Except sit, drink, sleep, and b**
You want everything your way
Well, your systems developed a glitch

You see, it finally dawned on me
That I need you for nothing
Not even for company anymore
Cuz your brain is full of stuffing

So the glitch is revolt
Your system is flawed
The Stepford wife is guilty of mutiny
The audience is awed

The movie is over now
I want you to go home
To get rid of you I don't know how
When I do forever may you roam
The Angry Pencil Jun 2018
Think of my mind as a lightbulb
That slowly it's sanity was dimmed
Until one day it was just gone

This went on for years and years
Over this time, many tears
Then suddenly: it started to flicker

It got quicker
And, Boom!
It flashed right on

Think of my mind as a dog
That repeatedly and mercilessly was kicked
No matter how much of the master she licked

Then one day the dog bit the hand that fed
And realized she wanted her master dead
So she could run wild and free

My mind is really smart
No matter how much you tear it apart
It will survive this hell

I finally realized I'm one strong *** chick
And for some reason that makes you sick
You are a giant ****
I know now you are always afraid

That one day my light bulb would shine
That one day the dog would refuse to whine
Your craziness I cannot define
And my life is once again mine
The Angry Pencil Jun 2018
Don't you know?


       That when you are putting me down
And changing my smile to a frown
That I am keeping score
Until the time I run for the door

Don't you know?

       That while you're clinking glasses
Of your favorite thing, beer
When you're kissing bums *****
And spreading drunken cheer

That I'm wondering what I did
To make you behave like a kid
What was my major crime
What's your excuse this time

Don't you know?

That I loved you very deep
My heart took a giant leap
But you let me down
You let me fall
You're just a clown
Never loved me at all

Don't you know?

That at the best of times
You, I only tolerate
Even  when you're the one guilty of the crimes
It's me you still berate

Don't you know?

You are not the man I thought you were
It makes me really sick
Wish the last 11 years were just a blur
You're the ****** I need to flick

Don't you know?

I've finally woken up from my daze
From your glorious ***
It was only a phase
You will be my past
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