I'M Tired of Being Misused

I hate what I'm capable of, If I'm abused 
A precious family wouldn't be dead but alive
Read the sign on me, if I'm to be pursued 
I warn everyone if you misuse me, don't drive

If folk don't handle me with care, ban me now!
I'm tired of people dying because of me
Maybe if one could feel what I feel some how,
they would finally understand my misery 

I loathe that awful day that I was created
I was supposed to be used for a good time
Now I'm known as a murderer and hated 
If I didn't exist that would be simply sublime





Alexis Y.
10-19-16

how i feelpersonification

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Freddie Robinson Jr.

December 24, 2016 at 9:28 AM

Wonderful poem, this one is, Alexis. Personification is a form I've yet to try. This poem will inspire me I'm sure. Truthful and prophetic poem, a clear top shelf work of art. Place it at the center of the front room mantle. Cool allusions. Love this poem. Love and joy to you, dear.

Robert Lindley

October 23, 2016 at 3:06 PM

I partied a lot, drank a lot when a young man--it was the thing to do when bar/danceclub dwelling and chasing the pretty ladies. Stop drinking at age 27, never went back to it. One of the best decisions I ever made. Excellent personification.

Paloma P

October 20, 2016 at 5:03 PM

Demon alcohol, everything in moderation. Spirited personification. :)

Wendy Rycroft

October 20, 2016 at 2:42 PM

Another great work well done x

Joseph May

October 20, 2016 at 2:30 PM

Very powerful personification Alexis....well penned

Probir Gupta

October 20, 2016 at 7:05 AM

...suns are many who may seek to look at you/nature is abundant to lift you from your blue/You are gifted with words to express what you feel/the boat must make strong its own keel ...