There Is no such thing as bad poetry.
Posted by sellout
It’s like starving. It is like going to your pantry and realizing there is no food left. Sick of asking for help Spirit torn… thought, no longer felt.
It’s like starving. It is looking into their eyes knowing they are elsewhere. Alone in the crowd… Let me out, I swear its just a…
Superficial, supplemental… infatuation, or an imitation the source of my irritation. A fake smile and a hug here and there.
It’s like starving. Being on top of the world in one place, invisible in another. Unable to face ones self; Unable to be another.
Facing the terms, coming to a realization. There is no one to catch me, eventually, when…
I fall on my face. Will you pick me up? Will you tell me it is ok? No one there anyway. Suck it up, fake a smile. Time for another day.
It’s like starving.
starvin for your attention you dont even know my name…
Skillet! It took google to help me make that connection. Have not listened to them in a few years. :-)
you should write more. i like reading the things you write