"dult" poems - Hello Poetry

Never had any regrets since your last cigarette Never a mistake that drink wouldn’t help you forget You were ‘fun’ and you were ‘tough’ when the fuzz arrested you The drugs well they were drugs and they did what they do Just puff and you take and knock all back And you huff and you joke your life way off track It’s all about tomorrow for you; and what it can do for you Instead of putting down childish things and seeing what you can do for you. Now it’s bright out and all colours break the dread You can hear and taste the screams and rows and the tears that ever came New life hits you hard and the old feels haunts your head Being sober and so burned only lets you know you’re nothing but ashamed No amount of bodies would stop the haunting in your bed It was still **** cold and still **** dark and you still can’t forget You’re not allowed that way out too many so called tears that would be shed So now you don’t do that? But the sky’s still blue and your bloods still red Have another drink and heave it up and get too thin Smoking chops up the life you want to cut in the rut that you’re in You say you ain’t a drunk you just like to ***** for a while Doing a-dult things don’t make you less of a child Now it’s bright out and all colours breaks your head You can hear and taste the screams and rows and the tears that ever came You find comfort in the dark and fear this new light instead Being sober and so burned only lets you know you’re nothing but ashamed Now it’s bright out and all colours refuse to fade Show how you love all the love these people have for you It’s easier to imagine how it could be back in the shade Trust they rely on you, stick it through. But don't be a mug they don’t need you, so keep your face out the dirt Stay sober stay quit even though it all gets through and sometimes all falls out. Be alive and happy and hurt, instead of dead and numb, dumb and hurt. Stick it through, stop being you. Stick it out.

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Mar 17, 2015

Mar 17, 2015 at 2:32 AM UTC

aaron-wallis

The STRANGER

Never had any regrets since your last cigarette Never a mistake that drink wouldn’t help you forget You were ‘fun’ and you were ‘tough’ when the fuzz arrested you The drugs well they were drugs and they did what they do Just puff and you take and knock all back And you huff and you joke your life way off track It’s all about tomorrow for you; and what it can do for you Instead of putting down childish things and seeing what you can do for you. Now it’s bright out and all colours break the dread You can hear and taste the screams and rows and the tears that ever came New life hits you hard and the old feels haunts your head Being sober and so burned only lets you know you’re nothing but ashamed No amount of bodies would stop the haunting in your bed It was still **** cold and still **** dark and you still can’t forget You’re not allowed that way out too many so called tears that would be shed So now you don’t do that? But the sky’s still blue and your bloods still red Have another drink and heave it up and get too thin Smoking chops up the life you want to cut in the rut that you’re in You say you ain’t a drunk you just like to ***** for a while Doing a-dult things don’t make you less of a child Now it’s bright out and all colours breaks your head You can hear and taste the screams and rows and the tears that ever came You find comfort in the dark and fear this new light instead Being sober and so burned only lets you know you’re nothing but ashamed Now it’s bright out and all colours refuse to fade Show how you love all the love these people have for you It’s easier to imagine how it could be back in the shade Trust they rely on you, stick it through. But don't be a mug they don’t need you, so keep your face out the dirt Stay sober stay quit even though it all gets through and sometimes all falls out. Be alive and happy and hurt, instead of dead and numb, dumb and hurt. Stick it through, stop being you. Stick it out.

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Li-ttle peo-ple do-ing a-dult things. Life is too slow, get out of the slow lane. Friends are too dull, get out of your mind. Hitch a ride on the veins of your arm. This liquid is the fertilizer to your flowers. The ink to your shocking autobiography. You've broken those ropes that once constrained, Left that home that made you gasp for air. So drive off into the sunset and breathe.

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Feb 24, 2014

Feb 24, 2014 at 5:52 PM UTC

fogknives

Speeding Up

Li-ttle peo-ple do-ing a-dult things. Life is too slow, get out of the slow lane. Friends are too dull, get out of your mind. Hitch a ride on the veins of your arm. This liquid is the fertilizer to your flowers. The ink to your shocking autobiography. You've broken those ropes that once constrained, Left that home that made you gasp for air. So drive off into the sunset and breathe.

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Man that makes me sigh, the man a-dult? young adult mature-something, growing up? and me, little girl, but (god forbid he does not let me know i am "good") how loved? what love? i am feeling overpowering but simple pure disgust as a sorrysomething in my throat. it is all of you that's left and now i could never love it is the man i hate with a sickness, swelling passion and I am not your friend. gone for always is the boy- wonderful: oh however so i once admired him.

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May 3, 2011

May 3, 2011 at 5:08 PM UTC

natalie-bean

Yeah, you--

Man that makes me sigh, the man a-dult? young adult mature-something, growing up? and me, little girl, but (god forbid he does not let me know i am "good") how loved? what love? i am feeling overpowering but simple pure disgust as a sorrysomething in my throat. it is all of you that's left and now i could never love it is the man i hate with a sickness, swelling passion and I am not your friend. gone for always is the boy- wonderful: oh however so i once admired him.

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its not that i don't notice i notice all the time maybe you don't know this i'm running out of my mind Try not to panic Its only forever Treat it kindly Plenty of water This isn't any normal dream its a full recollection of my fantasy too much at stake to leave it alone i've seen where we came from Trippin on your legs as i walk through the living room hope i didn’t wake you im trying to avoid my doom visiting a trip towards memory lane stop giving me lip and quit playing that game afterthoughts and before feelings emotion robots and contact dealings. i just found out that snow is cold the benefit of the doubt is that experience is old popularly singularity has escaped me i feel myself slipping into unknown dreams don't fret you better bet i'm not anyone i'm someone its not that i don't notice i notice all the time maybe you don't know this i'm running out of my mind your hypotheticalness is getting out of hand creating quite a mess in the desert sand rock-a-bye ah-dult and the branch broke its not your fault for being a dolt dream of me and be aware it may be a total nightmare I trust that I can lie To be the strong one Who’s ready to die But I’m not yet done Here take this A little piece of advice Don’t talk about anything When Silence will suffice Homeward Upward Down size Wrong size long ways to paradise love stays while you fantasize magic trees.... thats all i have to say they are scary in every way...

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Mar 16, 2019

Mar 16, 2019 at 10:52 PM UTC

zombiedanceprod

Random Quatrains

its not that i don't notice i notice all the time maybe you don't know this i'm running out of my mind Try not to panic Its only forever Treat it kindly Plenty of water This isn't any normal dream its a full recollection of my fantasy too much at stake to leave it alone i've seen where we came from Trippin on your legs as i walk through the living room hope i didn’t wake you im trying to avoid my doom visiting a trip towards memory lane stop giving me lip and quit playing that game afterthoughts and before feelings emotion robots and contact dealings. i just found out that snow is cold the benefit of the doubt is that experience is old popularly singularity has escaped me i feel myself slipping into unknown dreams don't fret you better bet i'm not anyone i'm someone its not that i don't notice i notice all the time maybe you don't know this i'm running out of my mind your hypotheticalness is getting out of hand creating quite a mess in the desert sand rock-a-bye ah-dult and the branch broke its not your fault for being a dolt dream of me and be aware it may be a total nightmare I trust that I can lie To be the strong one Who’s ready to die But I’m not yet done Here take this A little piece of advice Don’t talk about anything When Silence will suffice Homeward Upward Down size Wrong size long ways to paradise love stays while you fantasize magic trees.... thats all i have to say they are scary in every way...

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