Pø3ms (Don't judge please)

One More Random Thought

Everyday it drowns me.

It mocks me

Like the unremovable stain on a white shirt.

When everything else fails

He doesn't.

He makes it worse.

With every passing day I'm reminded about how weak I know I am.

Why? Because I see nothing but

An unfinished sentence.

An unfinished essay that doesn't need to be turned in

But is.

The grade is bad when you don't complete an assignment.

My heart strings play like my guitar strings.

Every strum sounds worse.

All the strings are out of tune

There's not a tuner left.

I am the bastard son of the prostitute

But am I proud?

I know I'm the bone in the melting pot

And the one who has nothing to show

But weakness.

I stay hidden beneath my skin and my heart.

No one knows about the lies I say for them to stay happy.

"Don't make them worry"

This time I say.....