Best Over It Poems


Just get over it

'Just get over it'
No we still haven't received reparations
And they are long overdue
Why would we get over it 
When you prance around wearing bags made of our skin
Sitting your privileged self's on chairs oh so familiar 
The fabric - our skin 
But you'll never know 
You'll never care 
Because of your ignorance 
Because what you don't know won't hurt you
But a little secret, I promise you it hurt us 
Can't you hear the echoes of our ancestors 
Or is your inability to basic human emotions 
Cause you to go deaf in both of your ears

'Just get over it'
No how about you don't deny our history's existence 
How about you stop going on the defence
Everytime you hear about the black experience 
Why would we get over it 
When it slaps us in the face 
Every single day
Through the blood stained pavements 
From segregation to alienation 
Through the changing of weapons
Long gone are the harsh echoes of the whips
Is now the sharp bang of a gunshot
Going from personal torture
To cowardly killings

'Just get over it'
How can we
When everyday we carry the scars of our ancestors 
And you carry the evil spirit of your ancestors 
How are we supposed to walk the streets
Where public lynchings was free entertainment 
Because no matter how hard you try to erase
The echoes of violence still linger 
And the weight of generational trauma clings to a world we built

'Just get over it'
You may have drowned our cities 
And set fire to our towns 
But one thing remains known
Is how you'll never silence our screams
How can we get over it
When the rope Hangs from the trees
When segregation is over yet the ice in your eyes make known we are unwelcome
How sundown towns still exist with the same outcome
Where every ship is haunted by the fear
Our people faced 
Drowning in the eerie thoughts of what's to come 
When black history month 
Reminds that nothing has really changed 
The only difference is the rules of game they made
And the changing of the games name

You claim we are stuck in the past 
But we are still living in it 
How can we forget 
When there's constant reminders
Hiding in every corner 
Where every shadow leads to another piece of trauma 
That reminds black is not just a colour

Im Just Gonna Snap Okay Get Over It

i dont care who you are
or what you think of me
build me up and break me down
then take your "stuff"* and flee

i hate you 
you know it too
so bring it to my plate
take a point and hold my ground
to not spew all my hate

you were so nice in the beginning 
well, what the "heck"* are you now?
gone, love, thats what you are
a filthy ugly cow

i am still the nice guy 
lord, you have said so much worse
and still im here, i still get by
a blessing, not a curse.

i didnt snap hard enough to say what i meant

Premium Member I'M Normal, Get Over It

I’m normal, get over it!

I don’t wear women’s clothes
Pout my lips or paint my toes
I don’t eat twenty cakes a week
Or do a selfie and show my cheek
I haven’t tatts all over my body
And crying all day’s not my hobby
I don’t have a fashionable label
I don’t believe all I watch on cable
I wasn’t bullied at secondary school
I don’t wear sandals and a cagoule
I never show my feminine side
My hard drive has nothing to hide
I haven’t got a flag as far as I know
I don’t like people who call me bro
I’ve never kissed a man or petted a pet
I’ve done nothing I really regret
I haven’t a beard, I like a shave
I’m perfectly normal, my name's Dave

David Cox 01/09/22
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Premium Member Get Over It




         When all things go wrong,
         You just have to sit your sad, self down
         And write a lovely, happy song.

         But your heart is so crushed!
         Why were you a confused clown?
         Your words now, so totally hushed

         Yet….the eyes of the stars how they twinkle,
         You turn to your lover’s welcoming arms.
         “This one day in time”, he says,”was but a wrinkle!”
  

                         9-3-2022

Over It

I give up 
I'm done with trying
I'm done with pain
I'm done with crying

Those lips of yours, I used to kiss
And there's no doubt that I will miss
The time we spent together

It's not worth it anymore
I feel degraded like a w****
But I tolerated it for you

"The things we do for love," they say
But you didn't do s*** anyway
I tried my hardest to get you to stay
But now it doesn't matter

If you talk to me, I'll listen
And though my eyes may glisten,
I know that there's no chance.

I depend on people way too much, 
Attatchment is my only crutch
So when I'm alone and the fear sinks in
I fall too far and I cave in

I tried to get you out of my head 
Outside I smile, but inside I'm dead
Because when I see you I'm filled with dread
Now I must try to be like stone

Too many tears I've shed for you
I try to forget but emotion breaks through
And I will never, ever forget about you
No matter how hard I try.

Just remember that this is your loss 
Because I'm not your b****, you're not my boss
I will not let you push me around
I can get back up off of the ground

And remember nobody else is like me
No one cared for you more, I hope you see 
But now I must grow away from you and be free
You lost a good thing

Now I see that you didn't care
You just talked out your a** and into the air
Secrets and lies are all your lips hold,
And after a while it really gets old

Now I hope someday you grow a pair,
or find a **** that just doesn't care
Either way I'll smile and say,
"I'm sorry you wasted this love"
For now, I'll suffer in silence
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So Over It

Maybe it was what you said
Or what you didn’t say
The calls and texts that went unanswered
Maybe it’s your failure to commit
To a social engagement you initiated
I’m feeling like I’m not worth your time
You interrupted this stint of solitude
That I was content with
Got my hopes up but now they’re deflating
I don’t even know why I’m mad
I’m way too used to this
I guess I thought you were different
You just keep letting me down
And you wonder why I’m single


Get Over It

Sight begins to blur
Tears roll down my face
My infatuation with you was just a waste
My heart broken in two
I didnt know what to do
But then I knew
I knew what I had to do
I had to get over you
But i dont know how to
How to get over you

Get Over It

For those with heartbreak 
This advice you should take 
It will heal your mind 
Thus happiness you'll find 
After losing 'the love of your life' 

Firstly confidence is key
To find one who loves thee
If loving yourself is not learnt 
Then a partner shan't be earned
And opportunities shall be missed

Another is to accept
The memories are to forget 
Or you'll never move on
And recovery will be long
Crying over and over again...

Kill Yourself Or Get Over It

My cries are adolescent,
Life is unfair.
Well, sweetheart, kill yourself
Or get over it.
But I want it to be different,
I don't want to be so perverse,
So destructive.
I try to wash it from my body,
Try to rid myself of everything that has ruined me.
The cum
The makeup
The pills
The vodka
The blood.
This soap does nothing,
My tears are stagnant.
The blood of the lamb is a slap in the face,
Because I can never be pure again.
I can't pretend.
I can't get over it.

Get Over It

Frowns galore
The negative
Holds so many captive
My ears have heard
You can't do that
Yes the hell I can
Dwell in the land of pity if you must
This soul will not be taken prisoner

Brexit, Get Over It Already

So the referendum didn't go your way,
you wanted to remain, you thought we'd stay,
you didn't anticipate the leave result,
and two years later it's still too difficult,
you've handed out many bigoted insults,
please tell me, how long will it be til you behave like adults?
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Get Over It

I hate you, guys, I wish you pain.
It never causes any strain.
I can't care less for all this sh--
You say to me. Get over it.
Yes, spirit is my perfect friend -
It's always there by my demand.
Yes, I detest the whole mankind.
Yes, I deny, and I'm denied.

I'm misanthropic, deviant,
Irrational, irrelevant,
Whatever else I have been called.
I've said this. Now f--- off - you all.

I curse the world, I curse my fate,
I first destroy and then create.
You laugh at me - I turn and spit,
You try to mess with me - I quit.
You draw hearts - I draw spades,
You say "enough" - I say "too late".
You can't accept your worst defeat -
My victory. Get over it.

I'm misanthropic, deviant,
Irrational, irrelevant,
Whatever else I have been called.
I've said this. Now f--- off - you all.

You draw hearts - I draw spades,
I curse the world, I curse my fate.
Yes, I detest the whole mankind.
Yes, I deny, and I'm denied.

Get over it!

Get Over It

It's gone,
It's over.
Yes, regret!
But then,
Make sure,
To forget!

Get over it.
Cry a river,
Build a bridge,
And get over it!

Listen up,
It's time.
Don't act like,
You're confessing;
To a murder crime!
It'll be fine.

Get over it,
Cry a river,
Build a bridge,
And get over it!

Get Over It

I did enjoy the ride,
The burst of emotions.
But I'm over that now.

Your loss,
Your problems,
Your fault.

Too bad I'm not sad.
Too bad I'm not crying.
Too bad I feel no guilt for anything.
Too bad I'm too good for you.

If that's too bad for you,

Then get over it.

Premium Member Just Get Over It and Move On

Just Get Over It & Move On
Written: by Tom Wright
10-6-2016

In some matters my actions aren’t circumspect,
One, I make no attempt to be politically correct.
While understanding that some may have thin skin,
Good or bad I’ll remain the man I’ve always been.

I won’t use words just to make you feel good,
Though notions of others tell me that I should;
I think that most are seeking a cause to protest,
Not considering this might leave me distressed.

Today, the minority wants to dictate change,
Introducing things that will our lives rearrange.
Dredging up matters, often, of little consequence,
While espousing some slogan making little sense;

But with head held high I refuse to conform,
Though political correctness has become the norm;
Unpalatable things a conservative can’t swallow,
In a political correctness pool I refuse to wallow.
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