It keeps rambling through my head
That meaningless song
A soon to be forgotten trend
Like mind's trying to distract me
From this spiraling end
But I don't mind
I think about what's happened
And what is currently happening
I tried to read poetry
So often to which I relate
The hurt that soothes the ache
The acid that kills the burn
Yet I still felt empty
I think the storm took it out
But I don't mind
So I thought
Perhaps if I couldn't read
Writing it would work
And this is what it said:
He's dying
He's dead
She's mad
He's drunk
She's distant
I'm afraid she'll be gone
But I don't mind
And I sit here
Still worthless
Too afraid to to face it all
Too afraid to tell them
Too afraid to be who she wants me to be
Too afraid to do anything
But I don't mind
And I can't even cry
They say you're a river
Well I've run dry
And perhaps
In my mind's eye
It's all a little skewed
But I don't mind
And maybe I'll disappear
Into the deep blue night
Cause it seems the only place
That I can write it all in a sigh
But honestly
I don't mind
YOU ARE READING
My random ugly poetry
PoetryLiterally random ugly poems. They usually don't make sense, sorry! Its just an outlet... Also, I will be reposting poems don't my previous account (bbarefootsunshine) as I'm probably going to delete that one. So, just fyi.
