|Probably not the greatest poetry you have ever read, but it would be amazing if you did|
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I worry about future, not love
I worry about the crows, not the doves
Vultures peck away at her heart
I watch from afar, knowing I’m no longer part
Shit, man, I feel free!
Knowing she’s blind and I could see
Sure, she has tried to kill me in my dreams
But I wasn’t the one breaking at the seams
I should’ve realized it sooner
Before I got fucked up by rumors
I stayed home during her visits to clinics
She thought I fell, I became a fucking phoenix
I can fly without the fear
I can live now without the tears
She can’t find someone to connect, yet no longer depressed
Too bad, isn’t it? I’m fine dying with my Juliet
Now, this isn’t hatred that’s spilling
It’s the laughter that's very chilling
Have I not mastered the art of mimicry?
I wasn’t the one left with increased sensitivity
Just keep talking
Since you can’t do the walking
You’re not Medusa to stare with confidence
Just get a membership to Alcoholics Anonymous
I'm someone who, apparently, is great at poetry, and because of those comments, it kept my creativity alive. I've been through enough to keep up with these poems, but as Life gets better or worse, the subject of each poem will be different. All I ever wanted was to be seen for something I can do, but I don't know if that would happen. Hopefully, it will happen soon, before I lose my interest of living.
Some general things about me:
-Great friend (will listen to any concern you have, will never judge)
-Addicted to Music (I classify as an addiction lmao)
-Memory problems (specifically, selective amnesia, at times, I'll just forget what I'm saying while I'm talking)
If there's anything you want to talk about, you needing someome to talk to for the night, or something funny happened and someone needs to know, I'll be that friend 😂. Send me a note, and I'll respond!