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Did you hear the that goes “Everytime I try to make a **** joke, It just comes out a little too… Forced.” Did you hear the one about The girl who had to pull her Best friend Drunk, crying, and vomiting, From her best friend’s car? They’re both pretty funny, Aren’t they? It’s hilarious that A 15 year old girl Sits in a clinic, Waiting to see If she is pregnant Or if maybe she has An STD. She feels ***** and Ashamed, Feeling like it’s her fault Because that’s what Society tells her- It’s her fault because Of what she was wearing. It’s even more funny that She sits there alone, Because she’s too Ashamed to ask for help. It’s hilarious that a Little boy, With tears streaming down his face, Thinks that what she did to him Wasn’t **** Because society tells him That real men can’t be ***** He should’ve liked it, That he’s lucky because She was good looking. It’s hilarious that when you make **** jokes, You’re almost as bad as the ****** You’re normalizing his actions, Making him feel proud, And that what he did Is just a process of life, That what he did is normal. So instead of asking me why I don’t find **** jokes funny, Let me ask you Why you do.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 8:59 PM UTC
**** Joke (Trigger Warning)
my body is a topic that trails the mouths of a family at dinner it is the trail of saliva that leaves shortly after breaking a heated kiss always leaving a bitter taste but when did you taste me? when did I crawl into your mouth full of cavities? existing as I am cements chains in people's root canals a topic for discussion my life to debate trans people being the forefront it is so inconvenient and sinful and yet its the flavor on their seething lips kissing one another trailing more saliva knowingly trading hate with ones mind and lips integrating more citizens and normalizing their behavior transphobia is the topic for discussion
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Jun 18, 2021
Jun 18, 2021 at 1:25 AM UTC
trånsphøbïå
drinking alone at night with the moon the world is finally beautiful he fills another glass and toasts with the window pane "Here's to normalizing being awake at night and sleeping during the day! Cheers!" the moon smiles back in agreement
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Feb 12, 2022
Feb 12, 2022 at 9:03 AM UTC
cheers!
that once you give something, it's yours to rip from them that the love you have must come at the expense of the people around you that every conflict must be met with loud noises and anger that being alone is a dangerous thing that being alone is the only safe place that to feel comfortable with someone, you have to assert your dominance that you can never feel comfortable that to ask a question means there's something wrong with you that my opinions mean nothing and I am never right that if I'm upset, it's not their fault but mine that no matter what the situation is, my feelings are invalid that happiness or sadness has more to do with sleep than choice that 'genetics' give people an excuse to be ******** that if someone's going through a hard time, they're allowed to **** up their children, but apparently the children's hard time doesn't matter that a child is less of a person because they are a child that only your own schedule is important and other people are not to be thought of that nothing is really private that I never want to be a parent and you know what's ****** up about all this? that my friends are going home to verbally and emotionally abusive households, that at least four of my closest friends have panic attacks on a regular basis because of their parents, and the whole world can only just laugh and shake their head and say 'ah teenagers am I right?' I'm sick of adults normalizing pain for an entire age group when they are the ones that cause it. I'm sick of my parents being the only negative thing in my life, and in other people's lives. I'm sick of being on lock and key for no reason and being afraid to say anything because they might jump down my throat. I'm sick of seeing my best friend cry and I'm sick of looking at her father. I'm sick of watching my parents kiss each other and then curse at me for walking the dog ten seconds later than they wanted. I'm sick of getting pages of text messages from people who feel so broken and alone that they have no one else to turn to. I'm sick of it.
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 7:31 PM UTC
things my parents taught me
that once you give something, it's yours to rip from them that the love you have must come at the expense of the people around you that every conflict must be met with loud noises and anger that being alone is a dangerous thing that being alone is the only safe place that to feel comfortable with someone, you have to assert your dominance that you can never feel comfortable that to ask a question means there's something wrong with you that my opinions mean nothing and I am never right that if I'm upset, it's not their fault but mine that no matter what the situation is, my feelings are invalid that happiness or sadness has more to do with sleep than choice that 'genetics' give people an excuse to be ******** that if someone's going through a hard time, they're allowed to **** up their children, but apparently the children's hard time doesn't matter that a child is less of a person because they are a child that only your own schedule is important and other people are not to be thought of that nothing is really private that I never want to be a parent and you know what's ****** up about all this? that my friends are going home to verbally and emotionally abusive households, that at least four of my closest friends have panic attacks on a regular basis because of their parents, and the whole world can only just laugh and shake their head and say 'ah teenagers am I right?' I'm sick of adults normalizing pain for an entire age group when they are the ones that cause it. I'm sick of my parents being the only negative thing in my life, and in other people's lives. I'm sick of being on lock and key for no reason and being afraid to say anything because they might jump down my throat. I'm sick of seeing my best friend cry and I'm sick of looking at her father. I'm sick of watching my parents kiss each other and then curse at me for walking the dog ten seconds later than they wanted. I'm sick of getting pages of text messages from people who feel so broken and alone that they have no one else to turn to. I'm sick of it.
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Offers to shine are non-existent, Even though talent and character prevails. Trying to earn success ends up hitting a wall, As dreams with ambitions become crushed. Putting down your shield to meet new people, But raise it up again as rejection strikes fiercely. Succeeding and acceptance are desires with power, Gaining strength to achieve aspirations of normality. Normalizing chances for happiness encounters reality, As imperfections in society dominates decisions. Treat all opportunities as occurrences of extinction, Fighting for prospects like possibilities depends on existence.
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Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 7:40 AM UTC
When nobody gives you that Chance
These days have been have felt like I am stuck in a Stanley Kubrick film Just normalizing the traumatic events I am looking for someone who is heaven sent Who would let me vent And sit in my tent of emotions Dealing with all this commotion Of the world falling I need something calming
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Jul 14, 2020
Jul 14, 2020 at 5:19 PM UTC
world ending
the price of coffee has not necessarily gone up most people are just buying the wrong brands. i didn't shed a tear not one i'd lost them all two weeks before and my waterproof mascara laughed at my mother's assumption that i needed it. for someone who is loved i suggest a tombstone but for someone like me cremation is better because there is already no question of the likelihood of eventually being forgotten. i found a tension rod in the hall closet this week i don't know where it came from or why it was there but i know that when we find something we've been wishing for chances are we will commandeer and use it for our own selfish purposes. pearls in a pill bottle cursive handwriting on a silver tray ivy up the noose razors with the rouge i don't think it's romanticizing suicide i think it's showing how normalizing suicide becomes when it's always in the back of your mind when there are many many days where you spend all your spare moments contemplating if your out is a better alternative to this. they thought i was lying when i said i didn't care but i wasn't lying at least, not about my hair if there's a truth that's found in lying that's something i'd gladly dare.
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Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 6:53 PM UTC
care
If everyone just needs to be loved for who they are, then why the hell is finding someone to love so ******* hard? Maybe its just me, but is it really that much to ask? Is it so wrong to say, "I think I might could love you if we could get past all the games." But honesty doesn't work in these twisted troubled times, because we are all so accustomed to normalizing lies, but for my own part I'll continue to be direct and hopefully one day my approach will be correct.
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Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 1:14 AM UTC
Some kinda lonely