GOT IT!
Don't you get it?
I get it.
I get that I'm a piece of shit.
I walk through the halls
Trying to lift my own spirit
While you pat me on the back
Or so I thought
Turns out you were cutting me apart from the inside out
You hallowed me out
Only to fill me with doubt
Why won't you just finish the job?
Don't be a pussy!
My pain never stopped you before
Don't you get it?
I get it.
I get that my life is nothing
I get that I AM nothing
...nothing but a joke
You share around bits of me without a second thought to how I feel
While they all have their giggles and their squeals
They pass my guilt around like a present
To them it feels like Christmas morning every moment
And on top of the pile of gifts sits my misery
With the biggest red bow of them all
You tape razors to the bottom of you words and use my heart as your skating rink
Then you sit back with your cup of tea as I'm left to patch up the ice
You throw your stones at me
Each one bigger than the next
You tell me it's better this way
For everyone
Day by day
The pile of rocks turn into a mountain
My throne
Each rock holding smears of my blood
But never forget
That one day it will be me that is up there, Laughing over your wretchedness
YOU ARE READING
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PoesiaThese are some poems I wrote about experiences I had with people in my life. These are my "fuck you" letters. I love feedback!
