"ucked" poems
Despite the screaming in my head,
The tears in my eyes
"I'm fine..."
Is what I said
"I'll be there in a few minutes..."
Then I put down the phone
And ran into the street
My suicide
"An accident" they'll say
The perfect plan.
The average person lies four times a day,
The most common lie is
"I'm fine"
I nvisible
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M arred
F ucked
I nsecure
N uerotic
E mpty
May 12, 2018
May 12, 2018 at 2:31 PM UTC
I’m wondering and worrying
Am I blundering or wallowing
Do I swallow all my fears
And forget about the years
That came before today
And hope they go away
And never bother me again?
When does that start, when?
Grumbling and mumbling
Stumbling and bumbling
I learn to stifle my tears
And through catatonic years
I forgot how to play
And locked myself away
From the fellowship of friends.
I hope to survive until it ends.
Itching and ******** I switch
To calling people a sunsabitch
Because they don’t guess
Why I’m a big freaking mess
And help me to recover
Maybe come be my lover
Because I don’t know how.
Let that part start right now.
Smoking and toking every day
Won’t make the blues go away.
Huffing and binge drinking
Means I’m not really thinking
And too often these days
That is what I have prayed;
To be blissfully unaware
That I am going nowhere.
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 5:41 PM UTC
R- ude,it is to consider a human being an animal,
surely the quickest way to reduce them,
F- ucked up to think our kids should wear dog collars
hooked up to frequency tracking systems,
I- wonder if we let this happen whats next tomorrow....
a step back from our freedoms and liberties,
D- efiance against "request"could cost your child
their education,
R-ighteousness,
F-ear,
I-ndecency,
**********
Nov 21, 2012
Nov 21, 2012 at 1:19 PM UTC
Have you been waiting for me to write a poem about you?
You once said you read the others,
But I’m left wondering how many of your sweet words were
Really just fingers undoing buttons.
If you really read them,
You’d know how f ucked I am.
I guess you’re pretty f ucked up, too.
Did you expect to see,
Written on this page,
Words comparing your beautiful eyes to the
Arctic Sea?
I don’t like your eyes-
They see my soul the way I would rather not be seen.
Were you hoping I’d write about the times you
Pinned me against the wall
And made me feel wanted?
I’d believe you wanted me if you could do it sober.
The things I hate about you are the same things I hate about
Myself.
The truth is, I don’t think about you all that much. I just whet my tongue.
Apr 9, 2021
Apr 9, 2021 at 3:04 PM UTC
W-ounded she was scarred ,she still feels the pain
O-h the pain she couldnt bear one that drove her insane
U-nderestimating the damage,Now she weeps for her bane
N-ever had she imagined ,the sorrows that would stain
D-istorting images that would strain
****** her brain made her sane
T-he sounds torment,twisting her veins
H-arsh realities those which never wane
A-nd even still ,she cries in vain
T-he past still whispers like a weeping swain
N-ever object ,never complain
E-teched and carved but she couldnt explain
V-ulnerable wound ;forever remains
E-nraged her soul which drenched in rains
R-avens flew;she stared them through ;the window's pane
H-earing the echoes,forgotten arcanes
E-agerness betrayed her she was never fain
A-che still lingers so she drugged herself *******
L-unacy drove her mad and now she was dead and lain
A-nger burnt her alive but she still couldnt complain
M--adness made her demonic and now she wears her chains
I'-ntricated with restrictions she holds herself abstain
S-eculuded in her solace a fear she still contains
E-mpathy she had lost, one she never had to gain
R-efrained the sentiments inside just so she would retain
Y-et she still sobs; behind that old chayne
T-he anguish she lives with while being still and plain
H-ear this message dear i beseech and constrain
A-gony strips and rips her but the clearity she maintains
T-he porcelien smile ;one for which she trains
N-ot letting it show; the misery she obtains
E-legance she tries to mask; beyond her domains
V-engeance bleeds inside ;mascarred and slain
E-rupts from her bones until it sprains
R-an and ran forever; and now she holds her cane
E-nd her pain forever let her rest and lain
N-ested in some peace a peace that she disdains
D-ie and demise she sings with the cranes
S-epulchural wounds and agonies For always would be her deign
_____tsuki no ume~
Jul 25, 2025
Jul 25, 2025 at 2:19 PM UTC
Has me feeling low and down.
Like I can't put my finger on..
what's behind this mood.
its funky and its crude.
This sleepwalking downer mood..
Dang it dude..
I think I may know whats behind this
don't want ta do nothing
slow burning attitude.
Thanks a lot dude..
You've successfully. uckedUp my mood.
[email protected].
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 1:03 PM UTC