I've been writing more poems,thought this one was quite abstract Idk (part 1)
I don't remember last Monday
Did you call me Hun, babe?
Or did you leave me here again
Recording my pain with a red pen
Poems written in strokes of crimson
Waiting upon my own extinction
Meals left untouched on the table
Each memory fading to myth or fable
But the results are not jolly nor fair
No, my story is no "tortoise and the hare"
I live a never ending novel
But the chapters are identical
I don't remember Tuesday
I stumble as I find my way
I'm falling as I trip up
Hit the ground when I slip up
But I can't seem to find
Help, my every move timed
Overseen, analysed
And my mistakes attract all eyes
Singing, prancing
Beautiful people all dancing
I'm not like the gorgeous ones
I feel like I way too many tons
I don't remember Wednesday
My phone rings, contact: hey<3
Who even is this guy, some old plumber
Is it a scam call or did I give him my number
How do I tell him I'm not interested
Before he gets too invested
Because inevitably
Practically unpreventabley
I'll get boring
Or I'll start snoring
Drive him away and away and away
Nobody will ever stay
I don't remember Thursday
Was it someone's birthday?
Did I laugh or did I smile
Doubtful, it's been a while
It's seldom cheerful
Being constantly fearful
Of the sole thing you cannot hide from
It's not a matter of ignoring your mom
Cause how do you protect your self
When your scared of your own mental health
What if you tell them
And they damn you too hell again