Submissions by usernames_r_lame
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Numb
I want to float down stream for a little
Imagining calm days before summer starts
trying to climb the fence to climb the tower
to see all the trees surrounding us
to see we're not alone
maybe then I would feel less lonely
when the weather gets warmer maybe I'll be better
maybe I won't be so miserable
why am I so miserable
I wish I was complaining about no air conditioning and not being able to find my old bathing suits
instead i'm complaining about everything else
and watching everyone cling to someone for the holidays
I feel...
Imagining calm days before summer starts
trying to climb the fence to climb the tower
to see all the trees surrounding us
to see we're not alone
maybe then I would feel less lonely
when the weather gets warmer maybe I'll be better
maybe I won't be so miserable
why am I so miserable
I wish I was complaining about no air conditioning and not being able to find my old bathing suits
instead i'm complaining about everything else
and watching everyone cling to someone for the holidays
I feel...
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The Storm
It smells like spring before a storm
your step mom calling you home
We watch the rain from the porch
We pretend we're famous skateboarders
even though I couldn't skate for my life
I can skate now
but not too well
and the storm is still coming for me
your step mom calling you home
We watch the rain from the porch
We pretend we're famous skateboarders
even though I couldn't skate for my life
I can skate now
but not too well
and the storm is still coming for me
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HI, I'm a Feminist
Hi, I'm a feminist:
Or as you might call me,
a female supremist
Oh aren't I the meanest?
strangle any breath of male importance out of the room
this building
this world
Galaxies could be fighting about the different number of eyeball equality
"three is better than one"
"Female is better than male"
wow what a stretch
human or alternate being
we alienate equality,
but on the contrary, it's totally justified.
Hi, I'm a feminist:
or as you might call me
a bullshit artist
I over-sensitize petty ramblings...
Or as you might call me,
a female supremist
Oh aren't I the meanest?
strangle any breath of male importance out of the room
this building
this world
Galaxies could be fighting about the different number of eyeball equality
"three is better than one"
"Female is better than male"
wow what a stretch
human or alternate being
we alienate equality,
but on the contrary, it's totally justified.
Hi, I'm a feminist:
or as you might call me
a bullshit artist
I over-sensitize petty ramblings...
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1 Comment
Why am I Like This
The weather is getting colder
and the stores are crowded with intolerable shoppers,
intolerable germs,
and intolerable gifts too overpriced to bite
I sound like my mother
someone I never wanted to become;
my mother,
someone I never will stop fighting off as if she is an enemy,
as if she's something that is not flesh and blood
despite all the drives home after unsatisfying parties and music jam sessions
I refuse to be her
yet i am like her,
I am like her all the time
my hands are frozen as we drive home
these nights seem...
and the stores are crowded with intolerable shoppers,
intolerable germs,
and intolerable gifts too overpriced to bite
I sound like my mother
someone I never wanted to become;
my mother,
someone I never will stop fighting off as if she is an enemy,
as if she's something that is not flesh and blood
despite all the drives home after unsatisfying parties and music jam sessions
I refuse to be her
yet i am like her,
I am like her all the time
my hands are frozen as we drive home
these nights seem...
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1 Comment
Things I Do in Attempt of Hapiness
I Do this thing,
where I stare as something I created,
I read it over and over,
I listen again and again
until all its suctioning ability is gone;
until it is nothing and means nothing
and I feel like an unworthy, embarrassed piece of crap
I Do this thing,
where I try so hard to act unashamed that I am different,
unashamed i'm intolerable towards floppy feelings,
that I become like a lost satellite in space
drifting into the time continuum with no idea how I got here or why I am always so lost
I do this thing,
where I write poetry to...
where I stare as something I created,
I read it over and over,
I listen again and again
until all its suctioning ability is gone;
until it is nothing and means nothing
and I feel like an unworthy, embarrassed piece of crap
I Do this thing,
where I try so hard to act unashamed that I am different,
unashamed i'm intolerable towards floppy feelings,
that I become like a lost satellite in space
drifting into the time continuum with no idea how I got here or why I am always so lost
I do this thing,
where I write poetry to...
598 reads
2 Comments
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