Best Messed Up Poems
I want you to look,
At what you've done to me,
You may not have held the blade,
But because of you I bleed,
Dad you left me,
Mom you hit me,
Sister you hate me,
Brother you saved me,
Leaving me was the worst thing,
That you ever did,
How do you think,
She could care for you kid,
I don't know what I did,
To make you hit me so hard,
I tried to do everything for you,
Was I that easy to discard,
If I did something to make you mad,
Please tell me what I did,
I look up to you my big sister,
And remember I'm just a kid,
I want to thank you,
For always being there,
To help me through the pain,
I know life isn't fair,
Now this is my messed up family,
Hopefully yours isn't the same,
Because trust me a life like this,
Will make you go insane
Im sorry girl but I know I ****ed up,
I know I can at times get so drunked up,
But truth is girl we got to go our own way and suck it up,
I love you still in my heart but we must part because its finished girl from the very start.
Love aint easy and that *****can get too hard but we must play a new hand dealt cards
You deserve better than me Melinda because I might just drag us both down to the dirt ground left in the dark with silence no sound from both mine to your town........Im sorry Melinda Rose
but love dies when it ceases to no longer grow
you see me less and less until the forever show
My love for someone different now is a choice I choose
I will miss your sweet red hair all the way to your nubby little toes
but remember Melinda Rose
our love can only die when it CEASES TO GROW .........
The world we live in is no joke.
Everything we have is going up in smoke.
The world's money is tight,
foreclosures have no end in sight.
Bankers gotta make deals
Car makers can't grip their wheels.
The world is at war and still there's no cure
for cancer that knocks on our door.
Our world is in trouble ,we need help on the double.
If we don't stop now and throw in the towel,
It isn't a joke
that we'll end up in smoke.
Living in a world,
full of hate.
A place that needs changed,
before it's too late.
People killing,
people lying.
Because of it,
innocent people are dying.
Homeless people,
living on sides of streets.
That can't even afford,
shoes to wear on their feet.
Abused children,
getting treated in horrible ways.
Somebody better stop this soon,
because they might not have another day.
Rapists stealing peoples innocence away,
and thinking that it's okay.
They beat the people until they're on the ground,
Then they allow themselves to have their own way.
Drug-dealers selling drugs,
so they can get by.
But all they're really doing,
is ruining other peoples lives.
So we're living in a world,
full of hate.
A place that needs changed,
before it's too late.
Pass by me
Her footsteps whisper
Pour coffee
Black it talks
Stir the spoon
Heated walks
Sit down stare
here her cry
Just another man
A man am I?
Ground the finger on the table
Peel myself another label
Jerk
Dick
Just cause I kissed this random stranger
Now the hospital is full
And she's the doctor with my prescription
but I wanted try the new flu shot
And now I'm sick, and my insurance stocked
Comes on in
On red eye junction
Hard to see her
Hard to function
Want to talk
but only listen
Stare on down
My coffee vision
Swirling black
Says to stand up
Be army strong
Be army tough
But in the end that numbers sad
Loneliest...
I've played that band
And now I sit behind her back
Wondering how much longer before she acts
Please forgive me
Let's just pass this one up
And then she stirs
But then she walks...
Man
I really messed this up...
To all the kids that had it rough
That when you were behind your home's walls, things got tough
Hearing your parent's screams bounce off the walls.
Listening through the cracks, their spiteful words making you fall
To all the kids that love the most
Even though they weren't given an example at home
Seeing shattered plates and broken bones
You couldn't tell anyone, you were so alone
To all the oldest siblings that had to be strong
and shield your younger siblings from the terrors on your home turf
You didn't even get to be a child
At a young age, you were no longer naive and in denial
To all the kids that remembered everything
All the scars inflicted and all the tears shed
All your screams and cries are muffled by the pillow in your bed.
All the words you wanted to shout out but were left unsaid.
I am so sorry for what you went through you didn't deserve it the least.
You were only a child supposed to have good memories within reach
But what was exposed to our fragile bodies and mind
Might haunt you till the end of time.
Sometimes I get muddled
A little confused and mixed up
I come out with funny things
and make everyone crack up
My workmate spent thousands on IVF
I was explaining this one day
but my brain seemed to go absent
and I messed it up my own way
I told my friends about her
My brain was running free
I meant to say IVF
but said HIV!
A slight difference I know
but a couple of letters the same
I know I messed it up
but I made everyone laugh again.
Never got the meaning of pi and thiter
Before I met the guy whose name was Peter
He untold the lie... both not a letter
Then made the sour pie even sweeter...
Said it was knowledge within a mathematical theme
Ride low and high in the fourteen seater
Cold wants to die he hands me his sweater
Removes his tie says he's getting hotter
Can't even share the weather?
Then can we even be together?
Oh no,
Ken messed up the audio,
This will instill rage into an introverted bro,
I'm serving purpose by not flipping furniture for show,
This show is worthless,
I'm perturbed,
Let's just play Pokemon Go!
I think mic's are magic cuz of my lack of understanding,
Working with a two bit hack devoid of tact is so demanding,
No idea what he's doing,
Losing views to this bad acting,
Audacity must be to complex to be influenced by his actions,
This punks no professional,
So we gon subtitle this transgressional,
It's not a bad reaction to say,
Ken messed up the audio!
Get Krekelered,
Bent with perceptive reflexes,
Removing hexes placed on fairer sexes,
Emotional caresses of feelings protected,
Burn ya to learn ya empathetic lessons,
No stop in sight to these sessions,
Endless supply of indiscretions,
Ripe to analyze with contrite reflections,
These vibes they vibe within prismatic prisms,
Exorcise your demons to exercise livin'.
Burning up
Torn apart
“I have had enough!”
Jaded, by your words & thoughts
Deepest, darkest parts of my heart
Drowning in my own tears and sorrow
“What have you done to me?”
“I can’t function, any more!”
Messed up love!
“Jimmy, I have no pens,” Billy meant.
“May I borrow one, please?”~~Message sent.
Oh, how careless he’d been,
putting “i” after “n”!
The reply: “Dude, some things can’t be lent.”
used howmanysyllables.com
November 1, 2022
Contest: A Funny Limerick--Make Me laugh--Poetry Contest Placed 1st
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
I saved all my pride,
held pain deep inside,
oh, how I tried…
But he was just a man,
who couldn’t understand,
who I really am-
a messed up dented can.
With nowhere to run,
and all madness undone,
bleeding just for fun.
But he was just an old soul,
tried to push when I’d pull,
his life took a sorry toll,
with a dented can not half full.
Forgive me for my lies,
and wearing this disguise,
I see how he tries…
But he is just ash and dust,
where longing is a must,
I screamed, I fussed;
I’m a dented can made of rust.
Never again will I hide,
exuding all my pride,
and oh, how I tried…
But he was just a man,
a tidal wave on dry land,
who could never understand-
I’m just a messed up dented can.
Dented Cans Poetry Contest
John Lawless
January 9th, 2018
I came across a logging camp,
not exactly what I’d planned,
they said they needed a muleskinner,
so I told them,”I’m your man.”
Up early the very next morning,
I rose to go do my task,
thinking they would be impressed
that I’d work without being asked.
At six the walking boss came out,
and let loose an awful shriek,
out the loggers came crying:
“What did you do?! You freak!”
So now I sit here in this cell,
and I’m mightily confused,
why did they hire a muleskinner
if they didn’t want me to skin mules?
I just don't understand the world anymore...
Sewn rows
Shattered bones
"Please don't take my baby away!"
She worked so hard to keep her child
There was no chance in begging them to stay
Broken families
Forced to work while in pain
Countries apart
Babies to homes
Children to farms
Parents worried from afar
What kind of country do we live in,
Where we steal foreign babies and sell them for meaningless cash
To families who don't give a crap?
And the government wonders why we constantly bash.
DADDY I KNOW I'VE
MESSED UP
AND HAVE MADE EXCUSES ALONG
THE WAY
YES I KNOW IT'S A FACT YOU
DON'T LIKE ME
BECAUSE JESUS CAME
TO TURN MY DARKNESS INTO DAY
I'M SORRY FOR ALL THE TIMES I
HAVE DONE ANYTHING
TO HURT
I PRAY THAT ONE DAY JESUS
WILL SAVE YOUR SOUL
SO YOUR THOUGHTS ABOUT
HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH
YOUR EARLY DAUGHTER
WOULD BECOME BRAND NEW