"bleh" poems
Bleh.
All this I feel is pain.
All I want to do is ****
This pain turns to anger.
Anger which then turns to hate.
All back to the beginning.
A continuous cycle.
Never stopping
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 2:59 PM UTC
Hope you feel better than i do
Todays my moms birthday...
i feel so nervous
im tired
my stepdad called me a *** and goth over me being emo
and almost killed me for the 3rd time
i feel like the cover of a fricking Nirvana album
bleh
I don't kno any more
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 8:37 AM UTC
Head heavy
Chest empty
Brain swimming endlessly
Stomach churning
Throat burning
This broken heart is destiny
Spiraled thoughts
My mind is taut
The OCD attacks fully
These stupid lies
Waste so much time
As if you'd ever think of me
Oct 28, 2023
Oct 28, 2023 at 1:38 AM UTC
When does strength mask emotion?
I'm so in control I don't feel the need to write.
Yet, I want to.
A place for me to admit my short comings,
A place to merely be real with who I am becoming.
A woman who doesn't settle,
but hides behind her face.
No one will see this pain.
Suicide before they see me cry...
No. That's silly.
Life is a bigger and better adventure than that.
Then why is it still on my mind every week?
At some point I'm alone and something happens...
It points out a fault, a short coming, a failure ..
Then my mind wanders to all the pain,
the lies, manipulations, loss..
and I can't hide from that truth.
That behind this mask,
no one knows me.
This too, is my fault.
Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 12:41 AM UTC
In the middle of the internet theres a hole the size of the peoples heart
Wrapped in
Bubble fusion
irregular class pass
vision byway of the
whisper game
to the front of the bus reboated out of highway water
rascals groove
flow locking echos print d na na na na bleh tires rolled through our mud but we making ***** smiley faces
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 10:36 PM UTC
Doing the same thing
At the same time
Bleh
I couldn't imagine the
Horror of it all
It's 11:25
And I just ate
Some peanut butter
He is excited
To get his medicaid
Part of a health care system
That does not function well
She laughed at the fact
That I had 68 cents in my account
Hah so funny
Yes I'm poor
So are you
You haven't done
A god **** thing in thirty years
Except watch the evening news
So you can just shut up
Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 2:46 PM UTC
I'm not your friend
But I want you
To open up
To me anyway
I wish
I knew
That was implied
In the client
Therapist relationship
My female friend
Never comes
Bleh
You ruined everything
Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 2:33 PM UTC
Ex therapist
She who must not be named
For taking such a meaningful
Experience from my life
You could care less
No female friend
Ever came
Well, thanks anyway
I could care less
You ruined things
Thanks again
For ruining things
Bleh
Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 10:16 PM UTC
All around me are
Worn out faces
Same old places
Nothing is changing at all
On the internet
I meet wonderful people
But they are so far away
And I wonder
Am I slowly dying
Slowly dying
Slowly dying each day
And I'm alone
So alone
And I don't care
Do not care
Anymore at all
To my old therapist
I really hate you
Really hate you
Bleh
What a stupid whiner I am
Whine, don't whine
It doesn't matter
It's a big world
That swallows me whole
I'm out there somewhere
Alone
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 11:57 AM UTC
You know if you tried to describe life
The last few hours
You wouldn't possible be able to describe went on
Well I went to the driving range
Then went for a walk at my old college
Then drove home
So much happened in that period
I hit it well
7 irons, wedges, hybrids, drivers
Behind, down and out to the target
Making that just short of 3/4 swing now
For accuracy
One must be accurate in golf
Sultans of swing was playing in the background
A guy hit on a different part of the range hit a ball
And it hit this metal bin
And the ball rolled right up to where I was hitting
Sweet an extra ball for me to hit now (lol)
I saw the older gentleman at the range
Who always works there
I hope he is well
He goes through the motions
Watering the plants
Puts the ***** into the machine
I see him hanging out with some of his friends there sometimes
So then I went into the car and turned on the radio
I arrived at my old campus just a 2 minute drive directly to the south
I had a great time walking around campus
I had my back brace
My knee braces
Yes, one should brace oneself
I turned on Kashmir
By Led Zeppelin
As I walked through the parking lot
And its strange you know
I felt like I was walking on air
It really is a world of wonderful happenings
And its me
Its me that has to bring the joy
The love to all sentient beings
I must bring the love
I thought about that
I made my way to the library
Where I read an article
In Scientific American
About a pacemaker that contains a gear
That is used in a wristwatch
That is powered by the heartbeat
I saw a pretty woman
And thought it must be nice to have a friend to talk to
Bleh
She would just be bothered if I went up to her
I walked around campus
This one girl was shocked to see a raccoon
I saw three of them once
All feeding from a trash bag
I took pictures
Then I walked to my car
And drove off listening to U2
From one time
To the next
The emptiness remains
Dream world
Row row row your boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 1:02 PM UTC
You chomp through your Cheetos
and wipe the orange dust
on the white leather seat of
my sofa
Your laughter echoes down
the hall
the walls find it contagious
but my brain
my brain
my brain pulses with anger
exertion to the surface
of my skin
back and forth
back and forth
down the hall
I get the stain remover
and finally enter the family room
and you're not there
no one is
and neither is the stain
I remember I'm alone
wishing these things
a big
white
empty house
wishing to get angry
with meaningless
stains
and you're never there
where are you
Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 1:39 AM UTC
Listening to a podcast
On the four noble truths
And the eightfold path
My akward body
Is still the same
My akward body
It will not change
I read on the back of some protein bar
"This bar is for the doers"
"For the busy,"
What a bunch of nonsense
I live inside a computer simulation
Non-doing
Non action
You know one day I realized
That no therapist
No amount of praying
Would ever fix my shoulder
Why did this happen to me?
I just want a normal shoulder
Good people like me
Suffering with a disability
Oh well
Same dull face
Yesterday
I lay against the rock
On the public library lawn
I listen to podcasts
My car is being fixed
I will walk akwardly
To the post office
Then to the gym
Just going through motions
Again and again
It's all meaningless
Plain to see
An absurd planet
It seems to be
The urge to eat
The urge to have an ******
Repetitive urges
Chipping golf *****
Relaxing I suppose
Bleh, blah, bleh
Ignored by women
I don't care
Look at that beetle
Walking over there
Human life
Is awfully dumb
Miserable taoist
Says a kind hello
A conversation with
A caring person
Would be fun
But my prayers
Remain unanswered
Guess they are not
That important anyway
Listening to more podcasts
On this day
Some cereal, yogurt
And oranges
I did eat
They really were
A delicious treat
Walking in and out
Of forest trees
Extinguishes all desire
Is how it should be
Beautiful and vain people
Everywhere
My dull earth body
I walk akwardly
Who cares?
From dust I came
To dust I shall return
This is my poem
Now its your turn
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 1:20 PM UTC
What is this
That lay near my looking port?!
Why is it green and
What are those shiny things on it?
Is it edible?
Bleh! No! Its not!
Im gonna bite it again
What are those box shaped things under that green thing?
Are those
GASP!
ARE THOSE BOXES?!
THEY ARE MINE NOW
Wait what is this on it. Is it paper?
Its gonna have to go
Why does my two legged father keep yelling at me?
I dont understand him
But i dont care
I clamed these boxes as mine
Oh no! Dad why are you putting me in the room?
I didnt do anything wrong!
Daddy! Let me play with my boxes!
Where did daddy go?
Oh he's back!
Im gonna get my box-
Hey where did they go?
Daddy where did you take my boxes?
I was gonna-
Wait whats that
A box?
And... IS THAT A FUZZY BALL?!
OH AND THIS ONE JINGLES!
I just love throwing it across the room
And then i love chasing it
But more inportantly
Im gonna put my head in this box
Man im tired.
Hey theres that other two legged person
They have grey hair and its long too
Oh look!
They made me a place to sleep
Im gonna go sleep next to them now
Hey there is my daddy
Wait
Whats a crimas?
Is this crimas?
I dont know
But he whispered this into my ear
And he gave me a kiss on my forehead
"Merry crimas socks"
Dec 25, 2017
Dec 25, 2017 at 4:44 PM UTC
lingering memories..
that last string hanging hard
that vase cracking slowly.
tsunami tides.
frustration and anger.
my default vision i guess,
all around was beauty and melody.
everything swept with a thunder.
i see.
those bullets not worth.
Feb 13, 2014
Feb 13, 2014 at 4:30 PM UTC
Im so tired
Drag
tired
Stressed
Mentally unstable
Confused
lost
Trapped
Scared
Depressed
Happyyyyy
Empty
Sane ish
Bleh
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 10:24 PM UTC
Don't you just feel like that sometimes
Like you just want to fall over dead
bleh
But it's not that easy
Nothing is
Well, except pulling the trigger :]
Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 8:06 PM UTC
Is it true what they say?
That there are other fish in the sea...
Are you the one for me?
Or am I just chasing dreams?
A lover I never knew,
A longing I've always had.
A curious thought turned inside out,
And the good times turn to bad.
I sit alone watching the moon drape over the clouds.
A little whisper in the dark assures me of my fears.
Another night I'll never remember in all my years.
Can I hold on to what's left?
A glimmer of a hope of a dream inside my head of what was to come.
Or will it pull me down to sequences of hell that repeat on prime-time?
Can I let go to find that I'm just dangling my feet over a curb?
Or fall to see the ground rushing to meet me?
And I know, I know - that the pavement always wins,
But as my next life begins,
I'll end up swimming right back to you.
Come hell or high water,
Every mother and their daughter,
I'll swim the whole sea through.
Cause I cant see any fish but you.
Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 10:08 PM UTC
The steel door has closed
Stopping the flow of
Psychotically devoted emotions
From pouring out of my heart
And into the words that you read
My words are bland
Yet met my feelings have spice
Why can't I put word to feeling today?
Apr 11, 2013
Apr 11, 2013 at 3:30 PM UTC
Must make money.....
Must do all my school work.....
Must work out and lose enough pounds that I'm not fat anymore...
Must regain all the trust that has been lost....
Must find a way to make everything better again.....
AHH
How to prioritize????
You can only put so much into one without completely losing all the others.
Feb 6, 2013
Feb 6, 2013 at 11:24 PM UTC
He said... I've no feelings no more,
I'm just bleh.
I said...
That's okay, darling...
Bleh is not that bad,
Bleh is good for us.
As long as we bleh together... \(^-^)/
Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 5:03 PM UTC
Something about the Starbucks music disturbs me
I think it's the moaning and the romantic lyrics
Bleh
I like to shut out people
I don't like
I'm good at it
One person really ****** me off
I'm not that good
At forgiveness
I'm not some
God **** Saint
A 32 year old ******
Even Augustine
****** women
Before he became celibate
Well I've got a very slim chance
Of meeting a woman
No career
No money
I'd rather read books
And pursue my intellectual interests
I listened to a podcast
By Snowbunnyxxx
She likes to talk
About her love
Of big black studs
She had a guest on
LadyAnaconda
Who likes black studs too
There is an attractive woman
Sitting next to me
I'll never know her
And I'll never **** her
This is the same
****** song
That plays every morning
God ******
I need to put my headphones on
Why must Starbucks play music?
I look forward to the silence of the library
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 11:49 AM UTC
The email served
As my official letter of resignation
They wished me all the best
In my endeavors.
I don't have any
I just want to go here
Go there
No goals
Or endeavors
I don't
******* care
1+1 does not equal 3
But it does on earth
So **** me
A rational mind
In an irrational world
A hurky jerky coaster
Can make you hurl
Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 8:40 PM UTC
Something about the Starbucks music disturbs me
I think it's the moaning and the romantic lyrics
Bleh
I like to shut out people
I don't like
I'm good at it
One person really ****** me off
I'm not that good
At forgiveness
I'm not some
God **** Saint
A 32 year old ******
Even Augustine
****** women
Before he became celibate
Well I've got a very slim chance
Of meeting a woman
No career
No money
I'd rather read books
And pursue my intellectual interests
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 11:49 AM UTC
Toast
Such a beautiful taste
So crunchy
So tasteless
Toast
Such a beautiful word
So bland
So bleh
Toast such a beautiful thing
Jan 14, 2017
Jan 14, 2017 at 9:50 PM UTC