"showoff" poems
I have 100% been through hell. I have been through so much my whole life. I've been judged and bullied for 10 years. I've been hurt physically, emotionally, and mentally. I've been threatened over and over again. I've been Abandoned and alone a lot for long amounts of time. I've felt love toward someone for 10 years (almost 11), that person hurt me 3 times and put through heart shattering pain.
Do you know what it feels like to be hurt by someone you love so much that you don't know what to do with yourself? Do you know what it's like to love someone for 10 years, then get rejected and your heart broken by that same person and still love and wanna be with them? Do you know what it's like to hate yourself so much that your too ashamed to go or do anything, because your too fat, too ugly, or you just don't fit in?
Well all of that, It's me. Every last bit. I know I am a crazy mess. I know I am a pathetic, ugly, fat, loser, that has a loving caring family, but a really messed up life. That is the person I am in my eyes. So if you really think I am "all that", a "showoff", someone who's "perfect". Yeah, well, Guess what... There is no such thing as "perfect" and I know that very well.
I do not do or go through all this ******** to get attention.
I do not tell you who I am or "show the real me" because I will scare you away like everyone else.
So.. I guess this is goodbye because I know you'll run like everyone else.
Apr 10, 2017
Apr 10, 2017 at 3:58 AM UTC
I whacked Rudolph, that showoff with the bright nose
Wakin' me up all night on Christmas Eve
Santa had to cut him off the lead pack
Just to make his rounds on Christmas Eve
I know a lot of eve's and some get naked
But, I got drunk somehow after shopping and banking
Now I don't need no how on keep waking up wasted
I shot him in his brain and sliced his neck
I wacked Rudolph, that showoff with the bright nose
Wakin' me up all night on Christmas Eve
Santa had to cut him off the lead pack
Just to make his rounds on Christmas Eve
Now it's Christmas Day, I have him here
He's hung in my backyard. Oh, what a deer!
Today's a holiday. We'll serve what's near.
And Rudolph's venison will bring on cheer
I whacked Rudolph, that showoff with the bright nose
Wakin' me up all night on Christmas Eve
Santa had to cut him off the lead pack
Just to make his rounds on Christmas Eve
I'm slicing jerkey
I'm slicing meat
I'm cutting steaks
I'm slicing lean
I cut his brains out
Threw them away
His guts and his *****
Have been turned into hay
I whacked Rudolph, that showoff with the bright nose
Wakin' me up all night on Christmas Eve
Santa had to cut him off the lead pack
Just to make his rounds on Christmas Eve
Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 1:57 PM UTC
Binds you away
Shivering, you just can't sway
These my friend are
The Chains of Misery
Can't get hold of you
Are you free? Hell nou
Feel for yourself
The Chains of Misery
Reshuffle the pieces inside
Time to showoff the might
Now you break away from
The Chains of Misery
|AB|
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 2:35 PM UTC
i think that you are lost
your hands shake and you try to make yourself small
your hands shake and you try to make yourself very big,
like a bird that sticks out all of his feathers at once
you are desperate,
you are, "tell me you see me."
you are, "tell me i exist to you."
i think that you flinch when i touch you because
youre not sure where you stand
or which version of you must take place in my palms
when its dark outside and we sit in a miserable room to be happy together
your eyes wander like a lost kid in a grocery store
untouched terrain surrounds you
and you are terrified to take your first step.
your voice drops when you are honest,
your eyes get cloudy when you mention your parents
there are things i have written in a notebook of you
people i have seen you turn into to hide yourself
and you'll tell me,
"you are crazy,
for writing poetry about a boy who can't speak."
and i will tell you,
"i am crazy,
for falling in love with the words i hear in the silence that belongs to him."
Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 8:11 PM UTC
I'm getting old and I am falling to bits
think I'll give up the ghost
and just call it quits.
It's alright for you,
You're all so young
and so very vibrant
but I am reliant on doctors and pills
and every day I go on just brings me more ills.
The Priest Calls...
..and tells me,
'that life is but a distraction
and afterwards the real action begins
Repent of your sins'
Oh Christ
I don't want to hear that no more
I show him the door.
I try to shuffle around
but I admit it at last I am almost bedbound.
The Lady Calls...
..I let her in
another repentable sin?
but she just looks and she laughs
and says,
'the only thing you'll get in that bed is bedbaths'
I don't need to show her the door
she's there before
I even know it.
Yes,
getting old is the pits
are you also thinking of calling it quits?
Life is a fight
nature fights for the light
we are all blind in the night
and none more than me.
I can see I'll go on 'til the day's finally gone
but nothing tastes good any more
I wonder who let my taste buds out the door.
The Devil Knocks..
..and that shocks me awake
but I never really sleep
got to keep my eye on the green line.
Beep.Beep.Beep
the monitor doesn't allow me to sleep
but 'Old Nick makes me sick
he's even older than me
why would I want to be one of his acolytes?
they're just little shites.
I show him the door
and he roars into flames
feckin showoff.
May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 10:06 PM UTC
i live to watch the words spill from you,
hot and sticky as your fingers work
their magic. slick from sweat,
frantically flicking, thrumming
out another string
of syllables,
eclipsing me with ellipses
blinking in the bottom
left corner of the screen
keying me in:
you’re still typing.
i am a ******
afforded
a first-class seat
addicted to the way
you tease me
with your words:
gently.
slowly.
and also all at once.
i could hang
myself from the precipice
of your fingertips—
plying secret messages,
peep shows
for my eyes only.
you’re showing off,
and i can’t get enough.
Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 11:57 PM UTC
i wrote a poem
full of low blows and
stone throws
hits below the belt
in the name of help like
I'm the hero
but I'm not the hero here
when i stoop to that level
i spoke in their tongue
with a song sung
to slight the devil
I'm sorry
i apologize
that's not the guy I'd like to be
i got carried away some
by the momentum of
sought inspiration freed
my creativity has no patience sometimes
i just go with the flow and
follow the first phrase that rhymes
i find myself obsessing over
ways to intertwine them
I'd take a taser to the spine
if it meant I'd find that next line
here i go again
letting go of it
cuz it just keeps flowing in
like the spigot handle broke off
jeez man,
am i just a show off?
Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 9:49 PM UTC
Every time i try to fly
thinking i could aim higher
Falls back to square one,
falls back into your arms
Is it my pattern of thinking?
is that what is wrong?
i question myself
Should never think its square one
cause you're my comfort zone
knowing there is always someone there
someone who wold understand
someone with whom i can be myself
Isn't it the greatest comfort?
Might not be someone fancy
whom i could showoff to world
Might not have answers
to all the questions
about our future
But you are always there
always ready to comfort me
Maybe the same reason
i take you for granted
But the fact remains
that you are a source of strength
to carry on in this
journey of thorns
Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 2:32 AM UTC
There's a reason why people are the way they are.Some you witness, may be careful, some carefree, while most you witness maybe the set of 'Cautious people'; cautious about everything, and everyone they get acquainted with...While they are are still interesting ones, who are naturally talkative, but behave dumb Infront of you often, but interesting as it may sound, applicable it is too...'They are all the best version of themselves'.
Not everyone and everything can be perceived by us all, everytime.We are all unique and special in our own ways!While some may see the same person, and observe them to be 'jolly', others may consider that same person to be 'a showoff'....But then nobody can actually know, the other's self, since all they know, is what they get to! It is therefore indeed ironically true, that 'People aren't always what they seem to be' therefore respect people, and dare not be judgmental, at least about a person you don't know well.
We all have the same color of blood, skin, and bones...but no two people have the same set and series of experiences ever.In life, it is nothing but these experiences that transformed us into a somebody we weren't used to be some years back.
Not all who appear talkative, are always annoying.Not all who act careless, are always the same.and not all who seem to be heartless are actually so.Not all who appear quite, are actually naturally quiet...Who knows what stops them from being a talkative? People's ignorance or their self absorbed behavior towards their own self!
We experience a lot, each day, and we change a lot accordingly. We grow as mentally,each day, not just our exterior self! obviously most of the times knowingly, but these experiences makes sure, we aren't the same person we used to be some years back.Its all natural.
Therefore to be transparent, nobody and nothing is bad. Sometimes the attitude with which we perceive people isn't just right according to their taste...But then that doesn't gives us the right to call them 'impossible/ imperceivable'.The truth is, that not all experiences that changed us are recognisable to us too, but they sure have an effect on our personalities.
It is therefore mandatory for us to be kind and respectful towards others, as far as we get the same love and respect back.
You deserve to be loved, and so does everyone else, and that can only happen if you love them and they love back too!
But then, you gotta respect everyone, and not be judgmental about them, at least till the time you actually know what made them behave so!
Behavior is often based on our circumstances...And it is sometimes many such set of circumstances which makes it an experience for one, that changed their certain behavioral characters thereafter in such a way, that it became a permanent part of their personality almost forever!
Be kind and respectful towards others therefore, as these are the virtues which makes the 'good person' inside others communicate with you well....And who obviously would not want to experience that good vibe?
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 3:23 PM UTC
the water falls
only
to raise as Tsunami
the fire raises
only
to bring things to ashes
the winds gently blow
only
to come back as Tornado
the mountain sit quiet
only
to erupt as volcanoes
the man showoff
only
to fall into debts
the woman loud laughs
only
to bring in more trouble..
Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 7:49 AM UTC