She fuckin' likes all my memes,
but this bitch
won't talk to me.
I know this shit
won't matter in a week,
but, fuck off.
Lemme be
my own little, bitter thing!
I'm a cryptic, quiet person
who'd sometimes rather
not be like this,
and I just wanna get to sleep,
but he gets a second wind
'cause he'll stay up 'til three.
Cymbals, I can hear them-
I wanna eat your mood
like food, bro,
'cause I'm gettin' fuckin' bored
of everything I know.
This town is dead,
just like romance,
and all my dreams
are turning vividly
into a wild scene,
where I'm not as lost...
as I fuckin' might've thought!
I've decided I'll stay away
from you and your disease!
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
the Dawning of Rage (poetry)
PoesiaThis is a book of enraged poems. Don't say I didn't warn you! The purpose of this book, essentially, serves as a therapeutic outlet. This is NOT some manifesto, but a place of expression. Feelings of such loathing and hate, I don't believe, should b...
