If this present development dosen't partake of the wanted anticipation of the wilfully needy
There maybe and expression of discontent for what they've been told what to anticipate.
I hunger not what I'm thirsty for and wish not for what i want
I deny not what I withhold and willingly curse what I claim
I picture that I selfie myself alone in a crowd
And I fill my cup till it is half empty
My expectations are my own as others are determined by their overseers
No truth shall ever come to those who allow themselves to be told when they're free.
The more I try
The more I fear
That I'll hear
Let's just be friends
Or be put on a shelf
Like a toy
To be used and abused
When it pleases someone else
Should I like it
Should I hate it
Should I even give a damn
Should I be someone else's puppet
Or should I take a stand
And demand respect
Or wear my heart around my neck
Paint a target on it
With a sign that reads "Who's next?"
Am I obsessed
No just depressed
The say a love lost
Makes the heart strong
I say a love lost
Means I've done wrong
Bouncing like a ping pong ball
Off the wall
Between love and heartbreak
Too close to make the call
How do I drown out
The dimwitted stupidity
Of your foolhardy rants
The halfwitted folly of your absurdity
The madness of your lunacy
Who in heaven’s name
Do you think you’re fooling
You’re so generous with disparaging remarks
What have you ever accomplished
How dare you pretend to sit up on a throne
While having the audacity to dismantle
To nitpick what others have achieved
Only losers don’t accomplish a thing
Because they’re too busy ranting
Don’t you know
Grownups
Don’t do that
Please
It’s not too late
Grow up, kiddo
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
you can see
a man's nipple
on a movie screen
i can jog
topless but
don't because
of my
belly but
believe you
me
i could
expose my
teat even though
the definition makes
the discussion to say a
female
but who
wrote the
dic
tion
ary
beware of those
who cast the
first stone
and if i'm
outside of
a glass house
i can see
every
one's
mammaries
Help, who can come to me?
I only think to hate.
Myself included is what I have currently.
I don't know what to think.
I know what they think I am.
Really they say everyone is depressed.
Even though they prove themselves normal.
People don't understand how I think.
Sometimes God is all we need, right?
I have some paper to cut.
My tears fall to my legs.
Every time it falls to the night.
But that's just plainly me.
I'm a girl that can't love and that is just.
A time is coming when my fears will be gone.
How in the ground, apparently.
I am but a slave among lives hidden features
Who cares what I crave midst these two-legged creatures
I crave superb polish and fine furniture wax
Extremely strong wood glue and upholstery tacks
To be moved more toward the shade and less in the sun
To have a tung oil bath, ah, now that would be fun
I crave to be gently rocked and read to again
Like when grandpa was alive and Jimmy was ten
But most of all to stay in my room at the keep
And be warmed by the fire until I fall asleep
I’ve seen a world where twilight dies,
murdered off by the rising Sun.
But beholden they were so dark at times,
before that day had come.
I’ve seen the wretch with my own eyes,
and even kept at some.
Eventually I realized,
now no wrong is left unwrung.
Still the evil plays at times,
as the songs are always sung.
Last you see deceit and lies,
now know where it comes from.
So here thy words, and heed them well,
to break the spider’s spell.
Or risk to wander a land still lost,
and hope you won’t find Hell.
You madman ranting in the train
Time sold in that bottle should delay your pain
But what has poisoned you to disordain
Professing the impossible over and over again
"My manhood into" Britain! you claim
The universe is all to blame
Your wishful dreams are driving you insane
To hell with all but what remains
Is just a madman ranting in the train
What comes after
Nonstop tales
Ugly truth for that matter
Neverending stories that never get stale
It sucks
Unbearable to my ears
Perhaps it is luck
That I am not, to you anymore dear
Here comes regret
Being played in your game
Not knowing your shocking traits
Long before I let my heart beat your name
I have but just one wish
You were that wonderful person I thought I knew
Not the one they said rubbish
Like the sand it strews
Emi, June 9, 2015
Yeah thats right at
night your not hearing things
and its not your imagination
And of course the landlord exterminated
so it couldn't be mickey mouse.
Long before you moved in this was
my house! chump!
Yeah I moved things around when
your sleep, I even make designs on the sheets
you know off the light of the moon
Because I'm an artist.
Your lucky I'm around here these days
you should give me praise instead of curse
your days.
I keep all the bad ones away
And oh yeah with your selfish self
We know about the sour cream chips
with dip you got hidden in the case
under your bed too
And I want some, yeah homie I'm
talking to you!!
By the way who buys sour cream dip
with sour cream chips? what are you
trying to get a more sour creamier experience?
so they are putting
some reigns on the credit card
companies again.......
what about those of
that paid on time the last time
and every other
time? rates did rise with
tempers and temperatures
no relief in sight
even uncle sam
doesn't get away with all
of that freaking crap
knock 'em down and keep
'em down like at the un-
convenient store down
on your corner and
mine- lotto, cigarettes, sex
in all parts of town
Anger spills out
with a great shout
from this pen at times
as it looks for rhymes
that make some sense
without pretense,
but its only anger that spills
and my heart it fills
for the madness in a life
full of war, ever in strife.
While loving words may be said,
deeds leave only more dead
either in a war a world away
or drunks out on the highway
its ever decay and death
leaving anger on my breath.
Its a new year and a new day,
wish it truly felt that way
but for some UnGodly reason
only a rage pen writes the season.
I can hear
the ranting fish
talking
far below
Feelings are
just feelings
says the fish
And nothing
Is more
accommodating
than water