Submissions by deadheadgirl
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
A Very Unmerry St. Patrick's Day
I want to draw
a picture
of a girl drowning
a big rock roped
around her left foot
as she tries to swim
to the surface
she just sinks further down.
Why do people
like to lie?
I hate it as I
do it all the time
you know
make something up
to hide something else
why do people
like to lie?
I don’t know and
I do it all the time.
I once wished to have
a poem
written about me
scripted by a love
or a lost love.
Later I learned
I am never
the good guy
in those poems.
Today...
a picture
of a girl drowning
a big rock roped
around her left foot
as she tries to swim
to the surface
she just sinks further down.
Why do people
like to lie?
I hate it as I
do it all the time
you know
make something up
to hide something else
why do people
like to lie?
I don’t know and
I do it all the time.
I once wished to have
a poem
written about me
scripted by a love
or a lost love.
Later I learned
I am never
the good guy
in those poems.
Today...
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Real Life Is
Real life is going to work
dope-sick
after fighting with your partner
first thing in the morning
over nothing.
Over something
you can’t remember.
Real life is making
mistakes
the same ones
over and over.
When you throw the bong
against the fridge door
and it breaks
and your cat hides
in her safe spot
as you cry on the couch
it’s only eight am.
Real life is waking up
sweaty and cold
anger pulsing through your tiny body
which does not eat anymore
just feeds on self-pity and...
dope-sick
after fighting with your partner
first thing in the morning
over nothing.
Over something
you can’t remember.
Real life is making
mistakes
the same ones
over and over.
When you throw the bong
against the fridge door
and it breaks
and your cat hides
in her safe spot
as you cry on the couch
it’s only eight am.
Real life is waking up
sweaty and cold
anger pulsing through your tiny body
which does not eat anymore
just feeds on self-pity and...
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