MY BOTHERING BROTHER
HOW SO SMALL
WITH SUCH A BIG IMPACT
YOUR IMPOSING MY GRAVE,
WHILE MY POISE I TRY TO SAVE,
IF MY TEMPER WAS A WALL
MINE WOULD BE OVER ALL
YOU BEAT LIKE A SLAVE,
BUT THE HILLS YOU AGGRAVATE WILL BE PAVED.
MY ANGER DISPERSE AS YOU TEASE
I ASPIRE TO PUT MY THOUGHTS AT EASE.
CAN YOU STOP BEING A PESTER;
MY PATIENTS IS BECOMING A FESTER,
THE TROUBLES YOU UTTER
SMELLS LIKE THE DEPTS OF A GUTTER.
IF YOU COULD JUST CHANGE
MY LIFE YOU WOULD REARRANGE.
FOR AT THIS STAGE I'M TIRED
OF WHAT YOU SAY,
BECAUSE MY THOUGHTS
YOUR LEADIND A STRAY.
WHY AM I CONVERSING WITH YOU,
BECAUSE THERE IS NOTHING I CAN DO.
YOU LITTLE SCUM OF THE EARTH
IF YOU ONLY KNEW HOW IT HURT.
YOU WOULD BE A LITTLE MORE LESS,
AND MAYBE YOU WOULD'NT BE SUCH A PEST.
BUT I'M TOO BIG TO SAY WHY,
AND TOO OLD TO COMPLAIN AND CRY.
FOR MY BOTHERING BROTHER WOULD FEEL SUPERIOR
FOR ALL HE EVER WANTED WAS TO BE NEEDED BY HIS SISTER.
YOU ARE READING
DEEP POETRY
RandomThis book has poetry for all people of all kinds.It was mainly written for people with a deep and creative mind.You can message me if you want me to write a poem about a certain situation that you have experienced.
