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Matt Oct 2016
Do you have the time?

There is time
For hatred
Time for war

Time for people
To settle the score

Time to grow wealthy
Time for more

Time for grieving
Time for love

And that time
I saw a white winged dove

Time for looking down
On the valley
From above

There is always time
And time and time again
No need to force
No need to win

This is the life cycle
And it is plain to see
That time should be spent
Being me

No need
For a strong sense
Of self-identity

Cleaning the flesh light
With great care
And one night
I ******* in there....

Not that attractive
So I just stare
At the beautiful women
Walking by

My former therapist
Was full of *******
And lies

But she is happy
With her family
And all is A-okay

Is she even a Christian?
Blah
Why should it matter anyway

Everyone be concerned
About your looks
And health
Your nice car
And your wealth

Human beings
You were born to lose
Human beings born
To play the blues

Blue is the color
Of Chase bank
It Has broken down
Like a Sherman tank

Piles of debt
Reaching high to the sky
Matt Oct 2016
It's dangerous to dream
To fantasize

Nothing ever changes
The world will never
Meet your desires

Another happy
American family

So sure
So **** sure
Everything will be
Business as usual

One day we could
All be fighting
For our lives
Things change quickly

You live in a wealthy country
You think you are immune
From the world's problems

You are not
I'm afraid

The aliens are furious
They've had enough
They see this planet
As valuable

And human beings
Won't stop ******* it up

Trump or Clinton?
Does it matter?

A suburban woman
Commented to me
That her faith in humanity
Was restored
Because of the polite clients
She encountered
From day to day

Well
Don't be too trusting

Study world affairs
History

Humans have choices
They make good and bad ones

I am alone
In my room again

I have barely any money
I don't care

waves hello

Hi there from the internet

One day
Life will be hard

Prepare yourself

Nothing to gain
Nothing to lose

I'm just driving through
Suburban neighborhoods

Looking at women
Women I'll never know

Oh well

Better just to
Take life as it comes

It comes and goes

A white rose
Grows in the garden there

And a beautiful goddess
Bends down
With care

So radiant
And so fair
I tried not to stare
Matt Oct 2016
I drove in my car
I didn't drive far

Through the suburban neighborhoods

A friday night football game
A man and woman
With their son

Cruising the streets
Of my old neighborhood
Isn't it fun

My old childhood street
Is just a mile
Or so away

I'm not sure
What to do today

I'll go to the gym
And that's a bore

A life of seeing
What a snore

It seems
I am in this world
Just to see

My existence
A dull misery

Growing tired
Growing older

I have climbed
Mountain trails
And stood upon boulders

I have made some improvement
With my akward shoulder

America is quite a place
Life leaves a bitter taste

Conceptions of self
What am I
I gaze upward
Toward the sky

It's a dull reality
But I'm thankful
I am me

I miss my friend Liz
She understood
And cared for me

Now there is no one
To talk to me
Matt Oct 2016
It's hard to be two selves
Existing in one

When every day is exhausting
It's not at all fun

Li_ will celebrate Christmas
And not give a thought to me

It's easy when you have
People you love
And a great family

Hard when you feel alone
When you grow tired of your home

I'll spend Christmas morning
In my car
I won't drive far

There is a more of me
In my left shoulder
That in my right

My head doesn't feel centered
And its not alright

I do physical therapy
Stretches, and weights everyday
I just want symmetry
Want the akwardness
To go away

I used to be happy
I used to be able to feel

Now its just one emotion
Now you know the deal

Well my therapist
Never really cared

I'm just a lonesome body
Somewhere out there....
Matt Oct 2016
You had to leave me
You just had to

You prayed to God
And it was his will

To do what was best
For you and your family

Funny how God
Always wants what is best
For us, and not for others

Your higher power
Is so proud
Of how selfish
You have been

You ******* hedonist

I want ***
I want a girlfriend

But the world
Doesn't give a ****
About what we want

I was too nice
Too kind
Too trusting

Thanks for teaching me
About what a terrible place
The world is

For teaching me
Never to trust people
And betraying for trust

Thanks for taking a very
MEANINGFUL HOUR
FROM MY LIFE!

Yes I'm angry
And I have a right to be

Happy a Merry Christmas
And all that good ****
A very merry christmas

Go to your *******
Church service

I no longer care for you!
At all

As I know
You never truly
Cared for me.....

Why didn't you say
That you would miss
Our meetings?

Who knows
You're a busy person

I'm sure
I don't cross your mind

Have a good life
I hope you remember

How unfair you were
And how you deceived
A kind Christian man
Who was grateful to you

I hope you remember

How you failed
To warn me

That you would leave
At any moment

You failed
In your duty

With all your degrees
And state license
You failed

I wanted a once a week meeting
It was important to me

As I told you
I'm not willing
To see someone else

How could you
After I told
My intimate thoughts
And feelings

Shame on you
Pray for mercy
And for forgiveness

Or face the wrath
Of an angry God
A poem for the deceiver
  Oct 2016 Matt
Stefan Michener
(Zion Saga, Part 2)

Sister, you know what it's like
it has more than just one purpose
it makes an evil sight, mighty

I shake it, make it wiggle, arouse your ambition
entertain you, enthrall you, quake you
eat up this inadequate competition

For you my rod can dance
for you my staff's enhanced
now come with me, baby
tonight's your only chance

I was aroused by the Bush
glorified and given the Push
now it's you who needs my push

You move with me in ecstasy
I'm seeing red as my staff I ****** upward
I hear your sighs over the rampart's falls

We've come together to another place
the intensity of our love kept us together
and my magic Rod put wonder on your face
  Oct 2016 Matt
Angela Moreno
You don't have to say
You love me
In order to convince me
To stay the night.
I won't leave this bed,
No matter what your heart decides,
For I know what it's like
To simply want someone
To stay.
But please,
You can be honest.
You either love me
Or you don't.
I'll stay by your side,
But please don't confuse
This heart
Of mine.
Love me or soon leave me, but I promise you I'll be here when the morning comes.
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