Bend it till it breaks
Use it till its gone
people, places, objects
pummeled in our palms

Value losing virtue
Appreciation, depreciating
Death hovers above you
Bony fingers reach for greeting

So work it till its worthless
then cast it away
people, places, objects
treated all the same.

I always found
vulgarity endearing
Because *******
That's why

Thanks guys.
I dont know what determines making the daily poem.
but its the first time for me, and Ive been here awhile.
In the end, Im just happy to find people around who still appreciate poetry and take the time to read mine. Much appreciation, keep the purest expression of emotion alive!

She's very much alive
But she is dead to me
The decision wasn't mine
She wanted to be
A tombstone in my mind
A grave inside my heart
A perpetual funeral
That has no end or start
There is no wreath to set
No flowers to lay
The only place that this exists
Is buried in my wake

Even the brightest of birds
Get used to their cage

Twice as bright
half as long
great for those
who don't belong.
Who would want to
on this stage?
Plagiarized
and overplayed
Overwelcoming
its stay
Upon this
obvious
fixed game.

Just keep on
selling myself
until the pieces
are gone.