R.P. Grcic Poet Free verse

21-7-2024 Pages

1.)
Not present at anything 
Everything is just the same 
Not many think about the portrait-less frame
I’ve had nothing 
Feet buried in my ways
The man I’m becoming oughta be a phase 
I can’t think straight 
I’m sorting through your face 
I’m fading away soon 
Memories gone to waste

Afraid of the monsoon 
Paint me with your abuse 
I’m afraid of the sun too 
Baked dry 
My bed was home to a lagoon
I’m seeing my mum soon
Faked cries for help 
She acted a pontoon 

I’m needing my mum soon

2.)
I’m not sure of my age 
A tar pit waits for me in my cage 
I want more from what’s in this page 
Mark it for when I’m feeling this strange 

Life works out with minimal change 
My face pale 
My teeth bleeding 
Life hurts our feelings all the same 
Write down your pain 
All you’re needing is to shift your blame

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