"yiu" poems
You'll meet him
some day,
The man who fills you up
just barely enough
to make you believe
you're worthy of love.
Maybe
Even his love.
But he will *****
You with his thorn
Covered lips
As he goes down
Between your legs
Instead of planting
a rose garden
in your heart.
He will take
Every rose
Yiu should have
Been blooming
And forget to water them
He will slowly watch
as your petals begin to crack
And fall off.
Wither away.
And when he's finally
done with you,
When hes finally
satisfied from the everything
you've given him,
He won't text you,
He won't give you
the time of day.
He will leave you
feeling more empty
Than being alone
ever could.
He will be your lesson.
You teach the men
In your life
How you deserve
to be treated.
Don't you ever let any man
Especially,
THAT kind of man
Make you believe
you are not good enough.
You are everything,
It was he
Who was not complete
Not worthy or ready
To love you
The way you deserve.
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 10:35 PM UTC
if you fall in love with the broken hearted girl,
understand that at times she will be involved one hundred percent
but five minutes later will act as though she does not want you.
if you fall in love with the broken hearted girl,
know that after that fight you two had, when she goes running to her ex,
she doesnt care about him, shes just getting your attention, it worked.
if you fall in love with the broken hearted girl,
believe that she is not incapable of love, you just have to be ultra-aware,
she shows affection in different ways, like "did you make it home safe?"
if you fall in love with the broken hearted girl,
learn how to tell the difference between "i love you" on a sunday aftenoon
and an "i livr yiu" late friday night drunk text, for they both are pure but have different conditions.
if you fall in love with the broken hearted girl,
know that when her world if flipped upside down, she expects a visit,
don't stay too long, for she will want to be alone, but if she asks, stay.
if you fall in love with the broken hearted girl,
understand that to her, *** doesnt mean love,
and love doesnt mean ***
talk to her about it.
if you fall in love with the broken hearted girl,
show her that you love her,
but do not smother her,
she is not used to that, and will be scared.
if you fall in love with the broken hearted girl,
always remember she loves you,
whether she hasnt said it yet or hasnt said it much,
she is still recovering, but she still loves you, more the you can ever imagine.
kb
May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 1:46 PM UTC
Im officially depressed
That's what the doctor said
And as I write this
I don't really try for it to be art
I just want someone to know
I feel alone
Nobofy is there and I wish somebody is
This depression
since iv known
Is as clear as anything ever had been
I can see the radical mood changes in myself
the bitchiness
Everything but as I see these things they dim out other yhings
Please this is me asking yiu to help
Its selfish needy and desperate but can someone please make this better
Its not like I did something
Or is it
But as I said
I want you
Whoever you are
To help me coz god knows for once in my forsaken life I deserve it
Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 7:11 PM UTC
I sit in awe as I watch you work,
Hands so perfect
That no matter how hard I try,
I cannot capture the beauty and strength they hold.
As each muscle is pulled
As your fingers work
Creating yet another master piece.
Long fingers that create,
Each rounded tip,
as they dip
into the bucket of water next to yiu,
Like a calcuated dance
They move with grace
My creator
Hands that words cannot begin to descibe
With all the correct adjectives
To give a clear picture
of beauty untold.
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 8:14 PM UTC
Drive angry?
I will.
I finally understand screamo music,
I have all of these emotion draining out of me,
and I have issues that nobody understands.
"he's a ******
You never complained as much as me?
You need a ****** reality check sister.
Your now husband, you were going to leave him
but then he popped the question.
You can blame my issues on anything yiu want.
Some blame it on the church,
some blame it on my work,
some blame it on my sister,
my parents or my boyfriend.
Or people could just realize I got myself
here in this drepressing pit.
So keep blamin what you want
Someday you'll be here,
in my shoes.
And you'll realize what its like
having no one to blame but yourself.
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 12:07 PM UTC
im drunkj
i cant reaalys type well
i ******* thew up
all over the love of my lifes bathroom
i ******* hate her
i ******* hate living life like this
day to day
living on the glances you give me
i hate yiu so ******* much
i hate that you dressed up for tonight
i hate how im not good enough for you
i hate everything about you
oh god i need to make it up to you
i need you to know i hate and love you
i said it
i love you
becuase to me
you represent a way to being normal
i hate how you make me feel
i hate how im drunk
i hate how i onky drank to confess to you
but then i threw up
and now im sire everyone will hate me
im not sure if ill fix the spelling mistakes in this
**** you
i need to sleep
i need to breath
i need water
i love you
i hate you
its always a sip away
Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 12:53 AM UTC
Work at it.
Be true to it.
And you will achieve it.
The condition of happiness.
It's in yiu.
It is you.
The condition of happiness.
Our state of well being and contentment is within our heart.
The pleasure of joy we seek.
Is within our minds.
Don't pretend
Keep it true.
And the condition of happiness will come to you.
A positive mind will always outshine a negative mood.
It's in you.
It is you.
This condition of happiness and joy.
Work at it.
Be true to it.
And you will achieve it.
Oct 4, 2012
Oct 4, 2012 at 10:50 AM UTC
Today was one of those days
Where nothing goes wrong
But still life has its ways
Where it all feels too long
Nothing really happened
The world didn't end
But still you feel a rend
It's like your hearts a little bent
For no particular reason
Yiu just keep failing
Its not simply a season
And for an instant you think about bailing
But you keep on pushing
And you just have to trust
Its like your on a wing
And suddenly you see rust
And your heart leaps
But deep inside
Your heart still beats
Because you see the wing is wide
And you know you can trust
In the pikot of the plane
And though occasionally
Your faith will wain
The pilots is better than Sully
So you keep your head up
And thank your lucky stars
That your above all these cars
That you can see the world
And so you breathe and look out
And you smile and lose your doubt
Because you put your faith
Not in the plane
But in the one who flies it.
Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 7:32 PM UTC
Im sorry you unknowingly traded in your heaven for a cheap moscato,
Im sorry I don't give you the adoration you so rightly deserve and need,
But lately how little progress I've made scares me to the point where I cant sleep,
And it finally scared me to the point of progression,
I can feel my mind unfurling as I write like a budded up flower or a balled up fist but the point is im over all the ******** at this point, im about to start devoting time to something and I don't want you to leave but if you feel like you have to then ill be ok, if a better offer arises and yiu feel like you should take it please do,
I can feel the winds of change beginning to stir in the cosmos,
The time to come will be one of growth, struggle and work but I cant let myself say that and do nothing
I can't sleep and this doesn't help anymore.
Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 8:14 AM UTC
You keep up the work, baby.
You're a real crowed pleaser.
Bite that toung, not that food.
And you can finally see it.
That face is thinner,
Those fingers overlap more.
You're on the right track, girl.
You a bad baby with a whirlwind storm.
Two years top,
Buy that couch.
Find that stranger and make it obvious.
A colorful accent,
Rosy cheeks,
Lopsided smile.
Let him feel those hipbones, sweet thang.
Do some ******* or ecstasy on that bone,
His choice because it is.
Bounce and you grind it, baby girl.
**** that neck and watch the sun rise.
Tell him. Demand him to listen.
"You see, I was never enough.
Never for the flash of cameras,
The holy trinity of delusion,
The fear of opening up.
I was a child, working for some kind of love."
And you smile because he's about to ******
"Life is about compromising for the one you love."
You hop off, yiu throw him to the gravel.
Dump that lighter fluid, sweet child.
You use your last bit of strength to lift it up.
Toss that **** over the cliff.
Flick the match to follow.
And you look up.
The sun is up.
The wetness on your face dries.
Fold up the childish things,
Compromise with the ones you love.
One of these days,
You'll be good enough to be engaged too.
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 1:26 AM UTC
I will never be good enough for you
And I don't need to
I'm like Picasso abused
Like a genius misunderstood
And thrown away in a garbage can
Your trash is my treasure
But I'm better that
I'm more than you think
You raised your concerns
About me, your insecurities,
Projected onto me
I will never be what you desire
I will never become what you are
I am my own, I am my self
A very product of my own creation
Brought into existence by the big bang of my first breath
And sustained by the air of my world
Continuing because of me
I hear the words I need to and the rest is *******
I walk the road I paved it all on my own
Its me, why would I ever adhere to be what you think I am
I am nothing of what you percieve
You do not know me
You have an alien in your mind that You think is me
I'm am not what you think because it
Makes it easy for you to control
By believing this image
You projected
Its not me
It is never me
No you cannot take that away from me
My identity belongs in my hands and my mind
My history that I write
On these scribbled pages
These papers, in my book
I made me
It is a beautiful masterpiece that many have applauded
You are not an artisan
You are not the greatest
You know nothing of what it means to suffer as an artist
I am the perfect living thing,
The being of poetic prowess,
The writer of spectular stories,
I am the musician of intrigue,
I am the philosopher of ages,
I am underrated
You are so overrated
You are nothing
You have painted the illusion of your own ego
Forcefed me these lies until I believed them
No!
Not now, not anymore
I am my maker.
I am God.
I know myself
And you do not see me for who I really am
You see what your eyes want you to see
And its a farce, its a joke,
I have done things you could never dream of doing
My whole life is an achievement
That needs to be analysed by world class historian
And journalists and film makers will make documentaries about me
Trust me, you think I am weak
But I am so strong
Stronger than you could ever imsgine
I can move mountains, and break boulders, and pour rain from clouds, I can spread the sun out in the sky
You will never destroy me
With your paranoia
Your crucifix
I'll take it down
Throw it away
In the rubble of dirt
Buried beneath the ground
You are the idol I worshipped that punished me
No longer
I will stand on my two feet
As I always have
As I always will
You can laugh at Gloria Gaynor
Like yiu laugh at everything with your cynical drawl
But she was right
I will survive
I will make it the top
I will not let these projections become me,
They are yours.
Push them through the window
And bounce them off the walls
They are not mine, your thoughts do not belong to me
Get away from me
I've surpassed your monstruous ideology.
You are the foreigner stealing my thoughts
I run, I stand, I climb.
I exist.
I move forward.
I am better than this.
Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 10:59 AM UTC
and we are said.
the trouble with dealing with
semites...
النهاية (alnnihaya)
- we, are, dead! you ******* hear me?!
we're, dead!
take your nomad ****
and craft a new bible....
**** off! off you go, run along!
go... run crying!
******* wanks...
like i might yiu yiu tear ****
and say allowance for Hebran....
there, dead still... a fathom
of Scotland;
tear, **** and the last
bitter quack for pepper...
are we all seemingly semite?!
are we? last time i heard
macbeth was a story
born in fog.
we die in this murk;
we don't originate from it!
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 6:45 PM UTC