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Jonathan Nouse Apr 2018
Oh how I dread these sleepless nights
Where my own mind is drunk on its thoughts that prey on my existence.

Thoughts of fear, hate, loneliness, and sorrow.

I fear my existence is too short to live the life i want and i fear my choices have been unwise and with no gain.

I hate the thoughts of hate
but hate provokes me
in ways i never knew.
I hate not knowing my future.
Not even in the slightest
and i hate that its because of my own self.

The thoughts of loneliness are by far the worst because they show my true reality of today. And for tomorrow. 

And sorrow is a lonesome thought that passes by and it scares me to think of how much I hate it.

Its sad to say how much i hate
These sleepless nights
I dont get much sleep anyway
the leaders of tomorrow bravely take to the dais
justified their precious life,
     liberty and pursuit of happiness -
     stolen under their figurative nose)

     asper an unparalleled heist
recouping quintessential basic human rights,
     and will NOT yield an inch
     (or any other minuscule amount),

     if for no other reason
     (and many more valid claims prevail)
     such inalienable American birthrights

     (codified decrees endowing freedoms -
     tattered to shreds via frenzy of bullets)
     guaranteeing harm inviolable unjustly out priced
     sacrificed by lax second amendment spiced

within wanton murderous sprees wherein assassin
literally calls the shots (supplanting
     assigned storied halls with din
of fire arms (acquired

     from pennies on the dollar,
     or bartered for a bottle of gin
within the underbelly (viz black market)
     of society, where trigger happy jinn nee

     as slaughter sans killing fields mount
     with resignation vis a vis
     tocollective shrugging shoulders prithee
and upend safe havens i.e. storied academic re:

deuce sing self preservation (UNFAIRLY)
     to activist minded students tree
ting each day as a survivalist course, thus WE

as coined on legal tender (E Pluribus Unum)
MUST unite against love affair with pistols, no matter
     one or more mere mortals
     think Matthew Scott cray ZEE!
chloe fleming Apr 2018
I am a stalemate,
I will never be won,
But I will also never be lost
I could never be your checkmate.
imehsahdehahs Mar 2018
I am not in the mood

We all are happily doomed

Double tap,PC is CP Full Fast Food ****

I had Grew Out of Dog Tooth

Another Brick in the Wall

is Ready To Fall

Daddy's  Car , Flashin' Cuts

CopyCats Down Town Hall Fame

Sui-Sites
Cana Mar 2018
My second favourite sentence is.
“I’m going to get coffee”
My favourite sentence is
“Would you like some too”
Notes
None
Maria Etre Mar 2018
I have loved
for the sake of
loving

feeling

d
      r
             i
                  f
                       t
                           i
                              n
                                  g
for the sake
of me
of you
of everything
just to enjoy
the feeling
of
f
  l
    o
       a
         t
            i
             n
                g

s   p   a   c   e   d  
every      o   n   c  e

in          a

w     h    i   l    e
Michael Mar 2018
Know me.
Know me by name, know my deed.
Know me by my prose, know me by my song.
Know me by these words, if you know me at all.
Know me by desire, my desire to be known.
Know that I don't seek fame, but only appreciation.
I do not seek out a brighter day
A wish of happiness, no more
Vaulted hope; Cracked safe opened and released
Laughter and cheer walked out the door


Position every window blind shut
Draw the shades so none shall see
Must keep sunshine’s heavenly rays locked out
And preserve this perfect misery
Written: March 16, 2018

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