I'm in a good mood today, so I figured hey, why not share angsty poems I've written over the years?
I never write unless I'm sad, so EVERYTHING is depressing sorry hahaha
these are the only ones I still like and have kept all this time. enjoy!!
--
on a plain white t shirt
one bold word was printed:
endure
--
I hope tomorrow morning
flows like water
and washes me away
--
I can’t tell if this feeling is the same as
being punched in the gut
or gutted open
but, I have a gut feeling about it
--
a monstrous shadow
looms
follows me wherever I walk, and his eyes burn holes
in my head
he has this
wry
smile
--
this plastic bag, tied around my throat
encases my head, sticks to my skin
and the bag
has some water in it too
it’s almost up to my nose
covering my mouth, I can't say a thing
I'm left to breathe
what little air there is
--
we are the same
isolated from the world
refusing to open ourselves up
all of us, together, we are
alone
--
so very real
and a threat to my vitality
I drank it down until I felt heavy
and couldn’t walk anymore
--
fruits fall
and rot into the ground
I'm so out of season right now
--
ever heard of sylvia plath?
yeah,
me too
--
today, I don’t want to tell you how I really feel
so let’s talk about something else
I wonder
when will this fade away
--
the world needs to just
leave me alone
I'm through with sunrises
and those mocking birds
remind me that I have to breathe another day
of mere existence
and not really
life
--
anchored to the bottom
of a bitter tasting sea
I should just dissolve
and yet
I don’t know if I’m strong enough for that
--
I know that I'll survive
I'll feel okay again
but if I could stop
feeling anything
I think I'd rather do that instead
--
I can't break the jar encasing me
I'll cut my skin on glass
--
I want to say
good night
to tomorrow already
--
the voice became so loud
that eventually I became
the voice