Fed Up Poems - Poems about Fed Up

I’m Fed Up with Being Nothing

I watch the wars that burn around us all and see nothing,
Behind cold walls of hate, the silence swallows up nothing.
The pain cries out in every corner, yet we hold nothing,
Our hands remain unmoving, frozen in cruel nothing.

We’ve lost our faces in a mirror cracked by endless nothing,
Forgotten how to reach for others—we give only

Fed-up

   my horse

   knees buckling ~

     Hershey squirts

Fed up

Fed up of giving everything I have and nothing in return. Feeling like affection is something I need to earn. 
I crave to cuddled to have his arms round me tight, a kiss on the forehead, a love letter, that’s how it’s supposed to be right ?
All these thoughts run through my head, sleeping alone

Fed Up

I GAVE EVERYTHING I POUR MY HEART AND SOUL INTO PEOPLE WHO DIDN'T DESERVE IT.

I AM ANGRY I AM HURT I AM DISGUSTED I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO OR WHAT TO SAY.

I'VE GIVEN MY ALL AND I CAN'T TO DO IT NO MORE I CAN'T CARRY THE LOAD ANYMORE.

I CAN'T TAKE THE HARSHNESS OF

Fed Up With Her Marriage

Their marriage has to be dissolved,
Nothing again to be resolved,
Twelve good years and problems unsolved, 
Their priest had her of guilt absolved, 
Mark who had thrice their problem solved,
Three is Lord God's Holy Number,
No case against her being sombre,
She'll stay right through the Judge's Gavel,
And  then to Great Britain travel...

Joan: The Fed up with

A Gloomy Weather

The rainy season arrives
Today we have a gloomy and surly weather
It makes me feel heavy and depressed
Spaced out 
Fed up
Finally retreat to a confinement 
To avoid being wet out
The bustle and hustle of the outside 
Being blocked out
An inner self is left 
I feel somewhat alone and lost 
Am l really alone
Of course not
I then

Fed Up

I'm tired of 
  the preening
  the posturing
  the posing

I'm fed up with
  the pretending
  the petulance
  the pessimism

Time for a new mirror
  ~ or perhaps a new me

You'Ll Not Pull Me Under

This isn't new, it's just the rain

the same old storm, 
the same terrain
Same torrents drown me out again

but you'll not pull me under, just yet


You twist my trusting weathervane,

'til cold feels warm
and you seem sane,
then hit me with a hurricane

but tonight, I'm not going to get wet


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Date: 08/14/2020
Contest: Be Inspired
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh

Bored Out of My Brain

Bored Out Of My Brain!

I’m home, learning how to paint
Trying not to faint
Learning the piano and 
Painting like Picasso
Isn’t really that hard
What was all the fuss about?

Dreaming of meeting family
Tired of being alone with me
Wanting all this crap to end
Though I only have one friend
Doing things they say I can’t
Wish I could paint like
Rembrandt

Running out

Fed Up

Today is an ordinary day, painfully 
Pointless and average. Living to pay a 
System, that hates people like me, like a log cutter a tree, chopping away. Not leaving me be. I know people. Designers looking for the flaws and faults, waiting 
To judge. They love it, and do it with grudge.

Today is yet another

Fed Up

Relax and calm down she said. How can I with all these emotions running through my head?
See that's the problem. You never actually listen to what I have to say. That's because everything you say, causes me much dismay.

You just don't get it. That's the problem I have with you. Well if that's your main

Fed Up

I can't take it anymore
it's dead and gone and it's for sure
I'm done with it, this is the end
there's nothing left here to pretend
please take it away from me
because I don't really agree
The truth is I'm fed up with it
so leave it all and let me sleep

Rise

Wind in time
Rapes the emotions, vacillating within
Moments shot down in flames
What can I do with these shattered pieces?
I've lost my voice, beneath their screams
I've been silent
Bending backwards till I've been broken,
I watch their love go up in smoke
Help me rise, stoke the flames that burn 
When I pray for release
Will I rise from the ashes?

Fed Up

Fed Up (with the Shutdown)



Go to work everyday,
but I don’t get paid
MasterCard creditor chain letters
said I was a New America
	    debt slave

Was Union told the Federate zeroes
on my paycheck is retroactive
Ain’t got no money to buy food tho’ ... 
guess I have to survive 
on government 
     

Fed Up

Congress claims Donald Trump is psychotic
Yet we all must remain patriotic
To work everyday
Without any pay
Makes my landlord and grocer neurotic!

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