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Julian C Jaynes Feb 2015
I like you.

What? *I like you
?!?
No no no.
You can do way better.
That is too vague.
Put some.... pizzazz into it. Like this:

You are incredible.
I find it impressive that you can keep me talking for hours
And it doesn't bother you that I never seem to run out
Of things to say.
I think your hair is beautiful
And I love that you keep everything so simple.
Your smile shines, and I can't help but grin when I see you happy.
Oh, and you give the best hugs.
In short, I like you.
A lot.

...See? A lot better.

...

...

Why didn't you say that to her?!? Aaaaahhhh, stupid!
I give up! You're hopeless and you're never going to get her!
This is definitely a terrible, stupid poem. I am trying to give a brief, comical glimpse inside my head when I am talking to a crush of mine. It's stupid, but I wanted to write it, and I hope the experience of writing this poem allows me to perfect my technique and learn to better pursue inspiration. As always, thank you for reading.
Hayley Anders May 2014
grrrr
I hear their growls and scratches on the door.
All I can do is cower on the floor.
They've come for me.
It's too late to flee.

aaaarrrrooooo
The hellhounds are here for my soul.
It's my death toll.
I sold it for you, love,
But now I can't protect you from above.

My time is fleeting fast.
I wish I could go into the past
To when I made this deal
And never kiss to seal.

You loved me for a good ten years,
But now here are all my fears.
You'll feel no love for me
When I leave to suffer eternal misery.

aaaaahhhh*
The hound's claws tear at my flesh.
I start to thresh
In hopes of fighting it off,
But it practically scoffed.

I'm going to lose my soul.
Without it, I can't be whole.
Without you, it won't matter.
So I'll just lay here and be splattered.

I never got to say goodbye.
Too bad I'll die knowing our love was a lie.
At least I was happy for a little while.
Now I must go to Hell, how vile.

— The End —