"usedto" poems
Ever see two sappy ****** in the a park holding hands no ******* clue there on the verge of sugar coated
insanity that twisted mind **** known as love.
Yeah you ignore all the warnings of sanity ***** it im in love!
You just cant get enough of each other you **** like two rabbits
and it's perfect but thats never good enough the way it is.
Oh **** no cause then after you sample ya gotta commit and unlike suicide
there isnt a happy ending.
Then one of you starts to wonder hey ya think are they cheating?
Well if they are tahn im sure as hell going to!
Like two kids you have to out do the other.
Hey I ****** your sister!
Yeah well I ****** your brother and your ******** cousin.
Yeah now it makes sense why he's been so dam happy.
Love is the poisen that ***** up the pie children like it or not it is.
It's like the sober ***** at the party who usedto be fun till he found Jesus
or some other superhero and wants to tell you how better his life is now.
When all truth the guy wants to crack you over the head steal your beer
but his head between a pair of big tit's and say **** being sober lets drink till we hit the floor.
Yeah sure you may think Im a ***** and that love is everything thjat makes this marble roll.
Yeah and if thats so Santa Claus is coming to town and he's bringin Elvis and Tupac and there
gonna have ******** with Lady Ga Ga While Scooby Doo films it.
Love does exist of course.
Sure I see the old farts who been togather for so long they dont even have to tell
each other how much they dislike the other.
Love is a moment nothing more.
And like red wine in the hand of some old lush you just pray
it doesnt get spilled on the carpet cause it's hell to get out.
But for the young and horney out there enjoy the fun that happens befor that
std kicks in cause kids sometimes love hurts and really ****** burns.
Oct 5, 2011
Oct 5, 2011 at 3:31 PM UTC
there is this candle that i keep
in a box and i save it for nights
when i want to think of y o u,
when the summer air is too hot
a n d i can imagine that you
would have turned o u r air
conditioning up so high t h a t
i would have had to put on a
sweater while you stripped
downtonearlynothing.i wonder
if we would have had those
gardens you talked about or if
you would have taught me to
tolerate beer. i usedto think you
were the s o l e orchestrator of
every sunset i had ever seen,
that you m u s t have bartered
some part of y o u r soul in
exchange for that laugh you
had, that all of the absolute ****
i had gone through was simply
there t o l e a d m e t o you.
but you did not love me t h e
same way, you d i d n o t love
m e the s a m e way.
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 9:00 PM UTC
I was once in a dream but don’t feel so
anymore.
I used to take pills and
would feel like a bore.
I used to have nights where i’d stay up
and
drink.
I used to sing songs
that meant
something to
me.
I used to believe in Ghosts,
but now I just
don’t doubt.
I used to stay indoors,
now I can’t wait to
get
out.
Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 1:35 AM UTC
theressomuchinthisworldforusallsowhen i hearpeoplesaythatthey want to die irelatebut i dontand cant understandwhytheywantto do this anymore i usedto never behappyanditwashellandivebeentherebutnowimhappyimhappywithmylifeimhappywithmyselfimfinallybecomingthepersonivealwayswantedtobeicanfinallyseethebeautyoftheworldandthebeautyinsidemyselfandi will alwaysseeitafterallthoseyearsofsayingthatiwouldnever be enough ifinallyamenoughand i dont care whatpeoplethink about anything idoaslongasitmakesmehappybecauseiamstrongandiamenoughand i am tired of being someonelsesdoormatbecauseimstill alive andimlivingformenowand i
amnevergoingtosaythati cant dosomethingbecauseicanandimgoingto get themost out oflife
Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 6:10 PM UTC