"dumbfuck" poems
Probability.
I sit here in class,
Seeing my teacher talk;
It's probably something useful
On probability.
How about the probability of my life?
Probability to do my homework;
Non because I've been called a ******** so many times, I've given up.
Probability of me getting the perfectly imperfect version of a boyfriend;
Zilch because no one appreciates a young healthy, very curvy sophomore with a DD,
Yet people who make fun of me will WISH and HOPE for my ******* in their future years
They will even get surgery just to make themselves like me,
So what is the practical probability they stop making fun of me;
Zilch!
Probability that I will be seen as more than an object to others;
******** to none because I don't make an effort anymore, not after sixth grade.
Probability I will ever feel completely good about myself as a whole;
Maybe because I have six awesome friends who don't put me down.
Probability my life will get better;
Someday but not today
My past made an irreplaceable mark on me
And my probability.
Will the percentage grow,
Along with my hopes?
Jan 22, 2014
Jan 22, 2014 at 11:40 PM UTC
Dear Minimalist,
Dear Belittler,
Dear Soulless Ginger,
Dear Stupid,
because I know you hate being called that.
Dear ****
Dear Liar,
Dear Sexist,
Dear Racist,
you typical stereotyper.
Dear *******
Dear ********
Dear ********
Dear Douche-Dick,
Dear ********
Dear ********
Dear ******
**** you.
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 1:25 AM UTC
you live on the puke star of dumbstruck
you sniff glue, but stick too a strict code of ********
you're the mule and the contraband
the sweat on a flea.
you're like a radio silence. screaming and ****
lucky me.
Oct 25, 2012
Oct 25, 2012 at 12:00 PM UTC
Sit down for a minute and think.
If there are no more chairs, take a knee.
You're about to get taught a lesson.
Here is a bit of information, for you, from me.
I'm not your wife, your girlfriend, your 'friend'.
If you read what I wrote, and thought of yourself..
Perhaps who you were with might agree...
That you're a *******
A fool.
An illiterate 38 year old 'tool'.
I'm sorry if I remind you of your ex-wife.
Keep your problems to yourself.
I have things to handle in my own life.
The world doesn't revolve around you.
Which, I understand for your gender is a difficult thing to grasp.
So I'll put it this way.
Get off my ******* ***
Let's take a breath and let things get personal.
This is for each of you that messaged me, feeling angry, hurt, or purposeful.
Michael, cut you deep did it?
I'd almost care, but...
I'm guessing you're a ***** since you couldn't even handle a poem.
About someone else's wife, leaving the home.
Don't send me a message again.
I don't care about your emotional ****
Seriously take a long walk off a short bridge and into a vast pit.
Now Lawrence? You're next.
Dumb **** run spell check.
And for Christ sake, learn a little respect.
All I have to say to you is you're not important.
In fact, I found your poetry to be without emotion, robotic and abhorrent.
A tri-fecta of bad which assaults the senses!
Get off the computer, pick up a crayon and learn how to write in full sentences.
Amanda... now you know there is a reason I was saving you for last!
I'm surprised your feet touch the ground with that stick so far up your ***
Why would I have spent four years of my life? Wasted on a ********
None of your business, ***** hole.
Maybe you should stop asking questions and go find a soul.
I'm sure you'll learn your lessons soon enough.
But ******* contact me again, and **** will get rough.
May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 12:52 PM UTC
Alright lads here it comes full truth unvarnished
lately I feel life is tarnished,
with this Patina upon my soul,
I tell you all I won't grow old.
We won't be sharing drinks and dandling grandkids boys,
this world is grey, I'm null and void,
underappreciated hated unemployed,
a jaded unappreciative oul ****
yeah I deserve that-I can't front
no more lies but bitter truths,
lets rip these forgeries out by roots,
lets force this Gall and Hemlock down,
a deadly cocktail but I've found,
once choked down I'm Numb...comfort cold,
to you I'll leave behind I know,
believe me please...just let me go
Chorus/Sample 2
"So if you love me let me go
And run away before I know
My heart is just too dark to care
I can't destroy what isn't there
I only wish you weren't my friends
Then I could hurt you in the end
my own was banished long ago
It took the death of hope to let you go"
all right lads "order! down in front"!
a lot to take in all at once?
I know I know my lying smile
has fooled you all but it's been awhile
I'm sorry Bro I really am,
I tried my best to face the flames
but now I'm falling, no more games
no more lies Procrastination,
no more ******** obfuscation,
took the Beck Depression inventory...scored 100%!
been through a few too many ****** up life events,
more just round the corner-the Reaper awaits,
but It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
"So if you love me let me go
And run away before I know
My heart is just too dark to care
I can't destroy what isn't there
I only wish you weren't my friends
Then I could hurt you in the end
my own was banished long ago
It took the death of hope to let you go"
The End?
May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 7:05 AM UTC
stuff spread all over
moving from one abandoned
house
to another
Seems I'm ******
spoken words without truth
phone broke
homeless joke
it ain't so funny
when I'm stuck
In the confessional booth
can't get out of here
trust no one
ever-fear
night wary light little
some kind of maze
**** riddle
i don't have the answer to
got to get
before it gets you
i got to go real soon
new hat same old boots
this is just a bunch of dust
it'll **** you
wake up
on the morning news
hide your things
or take them with
else you ain't gonna have ****
broken will
broken dog
sleeping in a hollow log
drink mud
It poisons
You
sick two days and still gotta move
another place i can't stay long
don't look now
here comes the law
give me ****
wish me luck
thinking I'm a ***
********
******
got what i had coming
can i put up an argument?
be worth the time that I have left?
doubt me
catch your death
crown me
catch your breath
hell hill
third world frills
cops chasing the elusive
kids
kick grandma's door in
shoot to ****
shoulda left the pistol
grabbed some other till
19 now and a ****** rap
what the hell am i to
do with that?
all these things that i did see
leave me choked...
without speech
stressing on the basics now
all day long
bow me down
Apr 24, 2024
Apr 24, 2024 at 4:25 AM UTC