"prepubescence" poems - Hello Poetry

I thought I found myself really felt happy it was a first since prepubescence it all ended last night-- as if it had even started my friends will all laugh at me and they'll swear I'm a **** up and it's true-- this miserable **** up writing what you read right now can do nothing right absolutely nothing-- the worst of it all is that I thought I was for once I knew all the while something was deeply wrong if I did not pry into it all I doubt I would hurt this much but I dwell I dwell and continue to hurt and hurt I hurt you don't care no one does so, I'll drink myself into comas during adulthood and eventually become a decent writer and some people will like what I do everyone but me because through life, I'll always be this miserable **** up nothing will ever change that why would it? life is a ***** but she is beautiful she is wonderful she makes you yearn for her but the ***** life, will never yearn for you because you-- too are a miserable **** up

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Oct 24, 2010

Oct 24, 2010 at 1:11 PM UTC

zachary-fore

life as we know it

I thought I found myself really felt happy it was a first since prepubescence it all ended last night-- as if it had even started my friends will all laugh at me and they'll swear I'm a **** up and it's true-- this miserable **** up writing what you read right now can do nothing right absolutely nothing-- the worst of it all is that I thought I was for once I knew all the while something was deeply wrong if I did not pry into it all I doubt I would hurt this much but I dwell I dwell and continue to hurt and hurt I hurt you don't care no one does so, I'll drink myself into comas during adulthood and eventually become a decent writer and some people will like what I do everyone but me because through life, I'll always be this miserable **** up nothing will ever change that why would it? life is a ***** but she is beautiful she is wonderful she makes you yearn for her but the ***** life, will never yearn for you because you-- too are a miserable **** up

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just moments ago, i went online and tapped Google if some miraculous spell could be drawn out of thin air cause (this house husband feels a bit embarrassed to divulge), but at present, the will to live aye cannot bear cuz after an ample lather of soap and shampoo, ah pronounced heady effect became immediately clear where times gone by (even as late as early January tooth how sand and eighteen), the strands clumped, glommed, and matted together as sieve ma noggin got sat upon by a deer no matter after shaking head banging fashion (imagine rock stars of yore whipping their wild locks) from ear to e'er butta noah such dizzy inducing antics resulted in absolutely no fluffiness, hence my worse fear (irrational?) yes, an obsession i.e. thy hirsute outgrowth fixation dated back tummy boyhood when cranky gear and defective cogs somehow impacted preoccupation concerning every singular follicle fostering hair strand, but during prepubescence, this now grown man took a fancy to this, that, or the other lad, who sported a style envied yours truly, hie wished said thatch tubby upon mine ma lil oblate spheroid, and pleaded (weathered and in vane) with fate to make magically ap pear this, tis minuscule wiggle room to muster support from rear guard, hook offer me wiggle room asthma body electric goes on a manic tear precious seconds ticking closer to the final count down where this mwm might remain bed ridden for an entire year.

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Feb 26, 2018

Feb 26, 2018 at 1:04 AM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

Argh! I suffer the plight of Bad Hair Year In One Day!

just moments ago, i went online and tapped Google if some miraculous spell could be drawn out of thin air cause (this house husband feels a bit embarrassed to divulge), but at present, the will to live aye cannot bear cuz after an ample lather of soap and shampoo, ah pronounced heady effect became immediately clear where times gone by (even as late as early January tooth how sand and eighteen), the strands clumped, glommed, and matted together as sieve ma noggin got sat upon by a deer no matter after shaking head banging fashion (imagine rock stars of yore whipping their wild locks) from ear to e'er butta noah such dizzy inducing antics resulted in absolutely no fluffiness, hence my worse fear (irrational?) yes, an obsession i.e. thy hirsute outgrowth fixation dated back tummy boyhood when cranky gear and defective cogs somehow impacted preoccupation concerning every singular follicle fostering hair strand, but during prepubescence, this now grown man took a fancy to this, that, or the other lad, who sported a style envied yours truly, hie wished said thatch tubby upon mine ma lil oblate spheroid, and pleaded (weathered and in vane) with fate to make magically ap pear this, tis minuscule wiggle room to muster support from rear guard, hook offer me wiggle room asthma body electric goes on a manic tear precious seconds ticking closer to the final count down where this mwm might remain bed ridden for an entire year.

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Alacrity bespeaks entangled, entombed, and entrapped Thai soccer team diminishing strength barely allows, but a whispered scream, which rescue against all odds (plucked out cavernous catacomb), fast becoming a fading dream vicariously agonizing to see desperation and lads bravely brace, helplessness predominating over initial found alive break thru gain promising grim destiny slowly doth erase yet resignation impossible to ignore written on every face despite faux (cracking) courageous front, now severely testing grace under underground solid state rock geomorphology necessitating stepped up pace to rescue, sans race against time encroaching threatened space with predicted mon soon meteorologists trace with laser pointer predict ominous incursion cave at mercy of vulnerable flooding worst case scenario, grave nightmare predicament in an attempt to save youths with barely enough strength to smile or wave downgrading my own fear being emotionally incommunicado during prepubescence pretending not to hear clapping skeletal hands over each ear to blot out hyper consciousness of glare ring existence squelching feeble effing dare sputtering Nietzscheism at every turn of the (ripped torn) page airtight barricade against transformation into manhood stage fighting to the death foaming at mouth dagger like canine teeth savagely evincing snarling rage, no match for reinforced rebar invisible cage holding self hostage, not enough money to pay hefty ransom, thus thine mental health compromised, which to this day still pay steep wage.

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Jul 5, 2018

Jul 5, 2018 at 2:17 PM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

Claustrophobia Competes To Thai Up Thy Psyche

Alacrity bespeaks entangled, entombed, and entrapped Thai soccer team diminishing strength barely allows, but a whispered scream, which rescue against all odds (plucked out cavernous catacomb), fast becoming a fading dream vicariously agonizing to see desperation and lads bravely brace, helplessness predominating over initial found alive break thru gain promising grim destiny slowly doth erase yet resignation impossible to ignore written on every face despite faux (cracking) courageous front, now severely testing grace under underground solid state rock geomorphology necessitating stepped up pace to rescue, sans race against time encroaching threatened space with predicted mon soon meteorologists trace with laser pointer predict ominous incursion cave at mercy of vulnerable flooding worst case scenario, grave nightmare predicament in an attempt to save youths with barely enough strength to smile or wave downgrading my own fear being emotionally incommunicado during prepubescence pretending not to hear clapping skeletal hands over each ear to blot out hyper consciousness of glare ring existence squelching feeble effing dare sputtering Nietzscheism at every turn of the (ripped torn) page airtight barricade against transformation into manhood stage fighting to the death foaming at mouth dagger like canine teeth savagely evincing snarling rage, no match for reinforced rebar invisible cage holding self hostage, not enough money to pay hefty ransom, thus thine mental health compromised, which to this day still pay steep wage.

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