"yknow" poems
raise the shade
will youse dearie?
rain
wouldn’t that
get yer goat but
we don’t care do
we dearie we should
worry about the rain
huh
dearie?
yknow
i’m
sorry for awl the
poor girls that
gets up god
knows when every
day of their
lives
aint you,
oo-oo. dearie
not so
hard dear
you’re killing me
13k
***** girl. godly beast.
I couldn't be
one of those
beautifuls
if I pleased.
tribal bones stained
with European empirico
I am black death disease,
just human trash
that learned to read
& I believe bootleg genius
is being
massively reproduced
more cheaply & as we speak
is being weakened
so as to be spoon fed
to the cool kids.
yknow they
couldn't do it
by themselves.
never sweated.
laughed instead
yes
I seen em
inchin to the edge
but
I didn't
do anything about it.
I kinda feel guilty
cause I didn't
do anything about it.
It's just a ****** up
awful sound,
a whole generation
hitting the ground
at once.
Man. it really
puts things in perspective.
kinda makes you wonder
what's coming next.
medicine medley
ineffectual
malady infectious
witch hunt etiquette,
I think in pictures
disney depictions of
apocalyptic ****
yet to be decrypted
I rip myself to pieces
every day.
May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 5:36 AM UTC
i'm currently
writing poetry
instead of doing homework
for a class i have in an hour
i was going to yknow
try a little
but after a bit
i said to myself,
what the hell
and quit.
i'm so tired of college
honest to god
i wish dad would let me drop out
but no
college is what the 'good' kids do
you can't be profound
worthy
intelligent
without a college degree
so why is jenna marbles
dancing in her underwear
...i'll just tell my english teacher
i was too busy
writing poetry
go to hell,
educational *******
Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 12:00 PM UTC
Just friends
2 words, 11 letters, 2 syllables and a dagger to my heart
Just friends
Was what you would say when people would ask "hey who's that girl you're always with" or "you look cute together"
Just friends
We talk everyday
I've opened up to you more than I ever have to anyone
I've seen the parts of you that you refuse to show others
I know you and you know me like we finished a PHd course on each other
Just friends
When I am with you I seem to forget everything else
You consume me in the best way possible
Every breath you make clouds my mind until you are everything I feel
I catch you stealing glances at me from the corner of my eye
Just friends
I tell you about this guy I found attractive at Starbucks this morning
You gave me the cold shoulder for the rest of the day
You told me about this gorgeous girl
And well let's just say I thought I was prettier
Yknow well just friends can't be jealous when the other one talks about someone else right?
Just friggin friends
Tell me we're just friends
When we look into each other's eyes like a window to our soul
Tell me we're just friends
When I call you at 3 am, crying and you come to my door and take me into your arms
Tell me we're just friends
When you have the ability to make me feel like everything is right int he world
Tell me we're just friends
With every smile, tear and laughter shared
Tell me we're just friends
When i crave your scent and every minute we're not together I just need to be with you
Tell me we're just friends **** it
At this point I don't even know
If you're just lying to yourself about being just friends with me
Maybe you're in denial about what you're actually feeling
And you don't want to admit it to yourself nor say it out loud because if you do then the feelings become real
Or maybe that's really all you ever think we could be
Just ******* friends
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 7:08 AM UTC
Man...
I should not even be speaking to you. You don't got that broken look, & your edges aren't sharp enough.
That exoskeleton never saw the light of day, it laid down and died before ever being concieved. Boy, you ain't no mystery. It kind of breaks my ****** heart though, yknow?
No, ydon't though.
I mean, yknow how it feels to bleed out all your aura, feeding it to, **** I don't even know, the unknown. Dark energy. The infinite divine, the great conundrum.
Givin it to god? Wherever you find him or her or whoever. Whatever.
I guess it doesn't really matter as long as you're happy.
In the dust clouds of the destruction the bedlam be loud & disgusting & lovely & you may find solace if you so choose. That ***** is hiding specifically there, you just gotta look. But it WILL be exhausting & exasperating & emotionally draining.
All the ice'll melt before it bubbles & becomes vapor & you won't believe it, all cause you can't see it but that's ******* stupid.
They say people don't like to be called stupid. Yet the sad reality is a lot of them are, or at least they just got a lot of really stupid tendencies & would rather not address those kinds of things. But see... man, I don't think anything's sacred anymore.
So simply. **** it, go with the flow, just...float.
Oh I wish.
I could take myself serious, so others might take me serious but I end up sounding crazy either way. I think we're all losing interest here. & I'm gettin real sick of tryna make sense of myself, to myself, to & of everybody else.
So if anyone needs me you know where to find me. I'll just be kickin it in the middle of "the **** like. This is my normal.
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 4:06 AM UTC
ugh.
so i remembered today
that one of the first things
i ever said
when i met you
was
"dating is boring. i prefer
bestfriending"
and i've realized
that we're now bestfriends
and we say
"i love you,
bestfriend"
all the time
what does this
meaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan
are we secretly
in a relationship?
is that why
you keep getting sulky
when i talk to other guys
and then skype me
facebook me
text me
if you can't get a hold of me
every single night?
i mean
i could just
yknow
ASK YOU
but if we're not
then it'll be all weird
and if we are
i'll lose
my bestfriend
i guess i lose him
either way
best to stay
silent
ugh.
Mar 24, 2013
Mar 24, 2013 at 4:06 AM UTC
I will
do just that
until i'm nothing
but art
something to be admired
would you like that?
would you like it?
do you like art?
canvas
paintbrush
paint
why are you crying about it?
Relax,
I have a towel, it won't
get on your
precious ******* clothes
don't call someone.
I
said
don't.
I'm fine
happens all the time
just shut up
help me clean.
why the ****
are you looking
at me
like that
like I'm disgusting
like I'm *******
gross..
****
it's just paint.
taste it
do you want to touch it?
the paint's running off the canvas, let me get that.
sorry.
not a lot of people get it
not a lot of people like it.
you like art, don't you?
do you like to paint?
I've been inside your backpack.
I've seen you in your hoodies.
I've seen it all.
don't look surprised.
the little lighter in the side?
i like it
i wanted to light myself on fire.
do you burn your art?
do you burn the canvas?
sometimes it's frustrating
so you want to ruin it.
sometimes it's okay
to ruin things.
Daddy ruined mommy
mommy ruined you.
let me see.
don't scream. let me.
let me ******* see.
you saw mine, it's only fair, right?
there.
there it is.
you've dug hard, yeah?
do you like it?
have you shown anyone else?
no?
they saw but you didn't want them to.
the other ones reacted awfully, huh?
you're lucky I'm here.
I'll love you regardless,
you're not a freak to me.
just a bit messy.
i like messy.
your blood tastes nice, yknow.
i want to open them wider.
watch it flow.
shut up.
stop crying.
stop.
no one cares.
there. not too bad.
I just want to see your insides.
i will know how you work.
is that okay?
I'll carve my name next
it would look pretty, right?
you do it, too,
on me.
we can just leave each other
little messages.
i love you,
y'know?
you don't have to worry anymore
we're gonna keep each other's secrets
sometimes art is a group project.
no one gets to see but me.
does it hurt?
you'll get used to it
you'll crave it.
just like i do.
stop sniffling,
you jumping will make me mess up.
you want to hurt.
not die, yet, right?
sometimes, when I'm alone
at night
or day
or anywhere
i paint little flowers.
little smiles
little words
little things
****
****
****
****
you do too,
i saw it on your thighs.
i saw the words.
did that say "hate?"
what do you hate.
tell me.
tell me it all.
I'm going to find out.
yknow.
I've been through some ****
we all have.
gotta cope some way.
clean yourself up
don't ******* touch me.
i say when you touch me.
i say.
you're so soft. just grab the brush.
grab the brush, do it.
I'm painting.
I'm painting.
we're gonna paint the sky, the stars.
nah, fuckin' with you.
we're drawin' grass right now.
see where that goes.
you look shocked.
stop looking.
you're cute when you're afraid.
relax, I'll live.
i wish someone would tell me it's
******* fine.
god do NOT ******* touch me.
I'll **** you.
I'm going to die alone.
I'll pretend that I'm fine with it.
I'll pretend that I'm not playing with the crippled canvas.
how much until it rips in half, i wonder.
sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I'm so ******* sorry.
Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 2:43 AM UTC
cuddling with our two
fluffy
crazy
weird-ass kittens
watching the walking dead
because it's better than reality
contemplating our juvenile cooking abilities
the prospect of dinner
a grim one
outside is grey
but yknow
it's alright.
we're
together.
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 5:40 PM UTC
YOU NEVER WANTED TO BE A GARDENER
I can feel the weeds poking
through the mulch in my stomach.
stop plucking them out-
they just grow back louder.
yknow, for a gardener,
you spent a lot of time
in mortuaries.
I just didn't realise I had one
in my chest
I didnt realise you'd notice
didnt realise you'd try to pull
the weeds out of that too,
and plant daisies in the beds
instead.
Did you know daisies are weeds?
yknow, for a gardener,
you were never very good.
But I still let you into my house
to water my arteries.
every single time we kissed
I left with a mouth full of flowers;
you left with a mouth full of mud.
It's not your fault you couldn't
keep up with the gardening.
you tried everything to get rid
of those ********
Didn't your mother ever tell you
not to kiss a girl who tastes like
weedkiller?
They tell me you gave up gardening -
But I know you still keep a daisy
pressed in your bible.
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 1:53 AM UTC
is there is something out there?
or all i ever did was worth nothing?
belle says that my purpose is to simply be
because we’re all going to disappear someday
cause, yknow, healing takes time
lets just watch the sunset and hold hands
im learning to love the sound of the waves
they push me away, and tell me to stay
they tell me to bloom
calmly like the flowers in the deepest of forests
Nov 5, 2024
Nov 5, 2024 at 1:45 PM UTC
so. so what?
it's like every ******* time that i need you you're desperate to leave.
but god forbid i think of my own emotions once in a time of crisis.
because ****** lord knows that whatever the **** i am doesn't ******* matter
oh but you do J
you're such a beautiful person
you're so smart
i love you.
******* ******** ********
what the **** nah.
nah what the **** is wrong with you.
you've had it happen before.
so i ask for help, i tell you that i don't want to be here.
so you leave me on opened and then the next day you're telling me
telling me what? that you got MAD?
you got MAD at me for it? tell me where that makes sense.
you're mad because i wanted to die?
are you ******** me? I WANTED TO DIE!
I wanted to die! i wanted to die!
and you're MAD?
"it's not directed at you."
I'm ******* mad.
I'm ******* ****** I'm beyond hurt what the ****
I'm so ******* tired of feeling alone. I'm so tired of being alone.
I'm so tired of feeling this way.
why do you keep leaving me alone
why do you keep leaving me alone.
please don't leave me alone.
please answer
why won't you ******* answer oh my god
I'm not safe.
why couldn't i have just succeeded?
i can't even **** myself right
I'm so tired of feeling like this.
i wish it was more than just some extra time to sleep in.
i wish it was forever.
i could rest forever.
i could sleep forever.
forever forever forever.
please answer the phone
it's the feelings he gave me,
i can do it
i
I CAN'T
I JUST I
just can't i just
can't.
god it
it feels so good to cry.
i don't want to stop.
this ******* ***** yknow.
the way this feels.
i just want to scream.
I'm blocking you. everywhere. you can't get me now.
alone again.
naturally.
Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 3:37 PM UTC
oh god.
i've turned into some
smelly ***
****** hobo
arguing with himself
over stale cans of beer
contemplating
society
love
yknow
...beer
i really need to get a grip...
and a shower.
Feb 24, 2013
Feb 24, 2013 at 4:37 PM UTC
No like seriously what jlihjhbjyh the **** is wrong with me. See that? That beautiful little key smash? I misspelled something and then proceeded to ******* aosdklfjaksetiovarkjgozlscrmfkajzhulfkj, aZDk,avjz.zdkf,zvjukfjcufck happened again but because I got mad that it wasn't loading faster so I'll ******* type later or something god ****
Edit: I'm sorry. I'm sort of hanging by fragile strings, and I think that I'm going to end up really fuckin' something up because I just can't fuckin' do this, y'know? Every little thing ****** me off. And I know for a fact that no one is going to get exactly how I feel, which just frustrates me. It also makes me happy, because as long as no one knows how this feels, they won't feel this pain, I wouldn't wish it upon anyone. I wish I'd just do it already, **** myself and **** I don't know why I haven't, maybe I'm just hopeful that MAYBE Fuckin' MAYBE it'll get better. MAYBE I'll learn **** better, and get over everything better and fuckin' survive and **** I'll like. IDK. Be better one day maybe. BUT ISN'T THAT ******** Is anyone really gonna ever fuckin' be better? EVER? I doubt it. we're all ****** up, and there's really no fixing it. If I don't fuckin' hurry and **** my ****** self someone else needs to do it. Fuckin' shoot me, please. Carve these ****** arms and legs, this stomach, this chest, these ******* eyes need to come out, c u t m e. If I scream, take out my tongue, I deserve this. I deserve these feelings, don't I? Why would I have them if I didn't deserve them, where the **** is my ******* serotonin. I hate it here. I fuckin', well hell. WHAT THE **** IS WRONG WITH ME.
I'm a little upset that this isn't very long. Nowhere as long as the others, and a huge part of me is worried that I'm losing motivation and words and that I'll be repetitive, so all I have is this last thing, and then maybe I'll never really write again.
just kidding, I have something in my drafts that I've been working on.
I'm just ******
I don't like being touched but I think I want to be hugged right now if that makes sense?
But don't touch me, I don't want to be touched. I really don't. I want to just.. fuckin'. I don't know.
I want to be talked to, yknow?
But at the same time, I'm not gonna fuckin' open up about ****
I mostly just want to talk to my girlfriend, but now I've got it in my head that all I ever do is talk about myself, which makes me ****** but now that I have to talk or else I might actually just ******* end it- it's a bit ****** y'know? I don't know what the **** I'm doing.
edit part two: Jesus **** she ******* hates me doesn't she, I should shut up I should never ever ever talk I should never talk shut up shut up holy **** I really hurt her don't I
she's been hurt so ******* much why
why do I have to make it worse for her
I swear I love her I swear I love her
I swear I do.
I'm so ******
I'm the toxic one.
IT'S ME.
IT'S ME.
IT'S ME.
IT'S ME.
IT'S ME.
IT'S ME.
IT'S ME.
IT'S ME.
IT'S ME.
IT'S ME.
IT'S ME.
IT'S ME.
it's always been me.
I'm so sorry. I'm going to work on it. I'll carve my issues from my skin until you love me again. I can be worthy of your love I promise.
Nov 16, 2020
Nov 16, 2020 at 12:16 PM UTC
"You should really stop that.”
I look over at her, quizzical.
She points to the cigarette dangling from my mouth and gives me the basic line that everyone says to a smoker.
“It’s not healthy.”
“I could stop smoking at any given moment, yknow.” As I crush the supposed cancer stick to the dirt, resisting the urge of an eye-roll.
She’s watching me, obviously waiting for an explanation.
God, why does she care? No one ever has before.
“It wouldn’t be hard, I mean, I’m not addicted or anything. ”
She laughs and suddenly I’m trying to ignore how good it sounds.
“Isn’t that what all addicts say?”
“I’m serious.” Judging by the look on her face, I know that wasn’t the answer she wanted. So I stopped sugar coating it.
“I just don’t quit because I’d rather **** myself in a way that’s more..socially accepted. People don’t notice as much- they call me a smoker, not suicidal. I like it that way. ”
Oct 22, 2017
Oct 22, 2017 at 11:20 PM UTC
Hi, Hoss,
This is a poem.
I know you’re not really familiar
With yknow…poems
But you’re going to listen
To this one.
First off, I’d like to say
That you’re pompous
That your head couldn’t fit
Through a 90 foot wide door
That I don’t give a ****
About the proper usage of “Your”…
That your beard really isn’t very cool
That I wouldn’t ever braid it
That you’re kind of…a tool...
That if I ever chopped it off
Your personality
Would be at such a loss
You’d probably shrivel into a heap...
In reality,
No one wants to marry some ****
Just because he can grow ***** hair
From his chin.
Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 11:51 AM UTC
Don't you ever ******* say that I just left you out there
Now you're poppin' everything you find
and choppin' off all ya hair,
yknow,
it all just shows me the true disrespect you have
or let me say it honestly,
**the respect you never ******* had**
for me
So even though,
you walkin' round like you killin'
I think you're sadly suffering from that Shortman Syndrome
your 5'4 stature is an obvious symptom,
and eh, it may be unrelated
but honey, you cant keep a rhythm.
**so **** it**
our relationship kicked the bucket
tell your 4 little bitties to go ahead and ******* **** it**
and tell me what my **** tastes like
*******
Nah, I aint touchin' that ****
*real ****
**no one ***** with me *****
Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 11:20 PM UTC
I fell for the way the smoke uncurls. The way it unravels and dances in a montage of swirls. I fell for the way the smoke danced off your lips. And the way there was so much more to you than the movement of your hips. I fell for the lipstick you always wore. And the smile I could hear in your voice when I said I was at the store.
And I saw the way a garden bloomed in you. The way the buds showed all the colors from pink to blue. And I remember looking at you and feeling yellow. And I remember the way my legs all of a sudden felt like jell-o, simply at the sound of your "hello".
And it was you, you were the light that shined so bright. The only detail I care to remember about that night. You were the only shining star in the sky. And I remember thinking, I wouldn't mind being by your side. The girl of my dreams. Had me realizing life wasn't really as it seems. You see, that night I realized just so how hard a person can fall. They say the taller they are, the harder they fall, and I've never been so okay with standing tall.
I never was great at talking about the way I feel. Truth be told, there's just too many scars that time is taking too long to heal. I've been searching for the words to say in books and songs I've never heard about. Trying to keep my heart from bursting out. Of my chest yknow?
The rose that bloomed every time you smiled. The tulips that flourished every time you laughed. The thorns that pricked my fingers every time you cried.
You were a garden that only time could water. The LSD that dropped on the blotters. You were the Lucy that had me feeling wavy. Had me feeling like life was amazing. And thank god for her. Because now I don't feel pain as much as I've been hurt.
But I saw a flower bloom. And I think that the love I felt was true.
Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 1:58 AM UTC
I stood barefoot on a porch,
Yelling ' Juliet, Juliet wherefore art thou Juliet?'
Maybe I haven't met you yet
Or you have found your Romeo,
guess that's how the story goes.
Where are you though?
Juliet, Rose, Daisy...
Why haven't I met you yet?
Or have we already met?
...
----------------------------------------------------
[ Why did you leave so soon,
I can still remember the moon,
Of that night you decided to go away
I tried finding people
But there's just no way of doing so.
I have indeed found love a couple times
since you have been gone,
but none of them ever lasted.
Not even the ones I deluded myself
Into believing were real and fated.
Did you really think I'll be fine alone?
I miss you...
What's it like up there by the way?
Is it as beautiful as you are?
Or is it even more beautiful?
Just kidding , nothing can be as beautiful as you...
actually I have met quite a few beautiful girls,
some beautiful people,
some even more beautiful than you ,
then again I havent seen u in a while...
but you know me well enough to know
that things don't last with me.
Either people grow to hate me,
or well they fall out of love with me
or they ....you know, like you....
I haven't been able to give you flowers
Tryna buy a car yknow....
If you were here I'll drive you around
after all you will always be my princess
but ...i do drive you around,
I drive the memories of you around,
I drive you around in my heart.
Remember that time when we sat up
on the hills and just watched the stars
Do you remember we caught a glimpse of that car
The one that bounced up and down.
You ever wonder if they ever got married?
You know, that night I can remember your smile
I can remember the words you say
I can still remember how you use to say
'you're an idiot' with a smile.
I miss all of it.
I miss all of you.
I miss you]
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 5:45 PM UTC
I showed you love but you were color blind
All you could see were two colors:black and white;
Man and woman, woman and man
Thats what you see, love living only in binary
You're straight with the hate when two from the same gender procreate
You're pro-life but never did love life nor live a life of love
All you are is hate hiding behind your faith
I could diss you and spite but yknow I'm not like you
I swing my own way, why should you care if it ain't straight?
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 8:54 AM UTC
All my life
Starting young,
I was told
How to act
How to sit
How to dress
How to talk
Like some robot
I hate to say it
But I'm human
I will make mistakes
I never knew who I was
Because I was always told who to be
And no one could ever understand
To the extent that I mean
Kids hated me
Said I was weird
Because wearing skirts everyday
Well, it was weird
But that was my life
Sheltered and nice
But corruption found its way inside
Like a serpent
I was a place for darkness to hide
I acted out
To make a stand
Became the rebel
That I really am
Took a knife to my skin
With crimson red
I turned my purity to sin
"Katherine"
It means pure, yknow
And there was a time
When I could have been
Pure
Is what my parents wanted me to be
Perfect
In the eyes of everyone
Except me
Strange
Ostracized in my own world
I doubt anyone could even imagine
All the pain I went through
I was a freak
With the face of an angel
So innocent
More like ignorant
But without bliss
I was the angel
Who never smiled
The angel
Who never spoke
The angel
Who cried in her room all alone
Even when I was
Just five years old
The angel with shackles
Clamped to my ankles
The chains pulled me to earth
I am an angel
With broken wings
And no one could ever
Feel empathy
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 3:03 AM UTC
There's gray in the sky
Blue in my heart
But not sadness yknow
A clear blue, with the sun shining
Jun 4, 2021
Jun 4, 2021 at 12:10 PM UTC
"like, **** me man;
I know, I talk like this a lot,
and I get it, you're not a fan.
but I'm just trying to cope with it--
although I don't even know what I hope for.
maybe I'm just too alone.
I mean, I wanna phone to say how much I think about her,
but I don't think she'll have that;
is a hello too much to ask?
I think about those boots she liked, with the fur,
and where she put her head when she slept,
and that night I got too drunk on those flasks.
yknow, that night, we missed that band,
but if we're being honest here,
I was happy enough just sleeping with a friend.
why do I feel like this?
I told her,
and myself most of all,
'I can't do this right now. I'm prone to hurt and bound to fall'
and it was true! or, I believed it to be so,
but looking back, I think it was a defense:
it was a inherent wall
put up a long time ago to hide my lows.
and now here I am! telling you this,
hoping she didn't take part of me with her,
even as I was headed towards the door,
watching her saying goodbye,
naked,
on that old wooden floor."
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 7:28 PM UTC
i made too many cuts and the ink ran
out too quickly
my heart was splattered all over the love letter
i was supposed to slip in your locker
like old times..
is cool though just another
sepia dream yknow how they go..
i only slipped into fantasy and i guess i just crashed.
time goes by when you're having fun.
Dec 14, 2017
Dec 14, 2017 at 10:17 PM UTC
i got home in hopes of hearing
your voice,
until i heard some lady in
your voicemail saying that you’re not available
stating your number real slow.
i got home and took a long *** nap
no one came till an hour ago
and i was ok, not in the greatest shape but yknow
i was relatively calm.
within a 2 min conversation w my father and mother
i feel like peeling my skin off my skull
and sautéing it on a pan.
i really just don’t have the brain energy to
make sense
but
whTs new amirite
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 8:35 PM UTC