Short Get Out Of Here Poems
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I am rapidly opening up possibilities
in my frightened mind
prior to making the moves I need
to get out of here
before he grabs me
HELP
I’m lost
Can’t get out of here
What is this place
Where is this place
What’s in this place
Who's in this place
It looks like…
I’m found
Josh once had a small tick on his rear
And yelled at it to get out of here
So the pesky runt
Crawled around front
And took a long walk on a short pier
organ
organ grinder
get out of here orange, you do not fit!
Oregon
ornate
ornery
stop it orangutan or I’ll give you something to cry about
ordinary
orthodox
or what?
Put up your dukes
Pinocchio was sitting on the water lilies wondering what to do
He had lied to so many people, and I mean quite a few…..
a frog came by and pushed him off and he fell on his rear
Get out of here, said the frog, we do not like liars here
In VALEO am I a shell?
Almost like a living hell!
Who cares about what the devil says
He's only a false show-biz
But I know I'm slowly changing
Thoughts of damned are rearranging
For myself I will cheer
About to get out of here!
Form:
Everyday i wonder
how will i escape
from the fear
I can't get out of here
I am crying in tears
while the evil laugh
I don't know what to do
I cry so bad
being haunted by fear
I cant get out
Its to dark and scary
when will I escape
A muffled sound
that I knew not
as it echoed
across my lot
It spoke in code
to primal fear
seemed to cry
Get out of here
O, how I wish I could
make out the words
Tho' that success
would rob my guess
please kill me in a normal way
I don't need any more evidence that you're gay
I didn't say I want you to stay
So get out of here and go away
all you can do is to blame
I never said it was ok
I don't need any more shame
so get out of here and go away
Form:
I am afraid I am in too deep
You have taken off my head
And now you ask me for my heart
Are we connected
By more than my imagination
As I sit contemplating
I am searching for a direction
Who what when where
How do I get out of here
In one peace
Going somewhere far
Far away from here
Don’t know if I should come back or not
Leaving this place for good
I have my reasons to go
I have to get out of here
Start a new life
I’ll come back someday
To see you again
Someday
Someday
Someday
Form:
Pour me one more cup of coffee,
Let me sit here still a while,
Hovering, suffering
above this muddy vial,
spirit voices fly away,
dirty dishes fill up buckets in piles,
Pour me one more cup of coffee
and I'll think about a ticket to get out of here for a while.
How the hell did I end up here?
Under enemy fire and paralysed by fear
I remember the day our factory closed
And the fatcat owner escaped in his Rolls
Now I'm the one sweating in an armoured tank
Chased by an enemy without uniform and rank
Is this really worth my 16 grand a year?
How I long to get out of here
I want to leave this place
This hell that I'm in
Get out of here
And away from HIM
HIS touch
I'm nasious
HIS laughs
My screams
Please, take me away
Away from this torment
Away from this hate
This hell that I'm in
Take me to a place
Full of kindness
With love and grace
That's where I'd like to be
His charm shovels dust in the mouth of her inhibition,
as if it were coal in the heart of a locomotive.
Smiles and shot glasses shine in the dark,
as music blurs the edges of comfort
and it’s origin.
She can’t help but accept his offer,
…lust in a dirty glass.
"Let’s get out of here.."
-James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved.
Let's finish it
Let's let it go
No more black skies
No more cursed souls
Let's face them all this night
In one single go
Let's say goodbye tonight
To that what once we did hold
No more running blind
No more crushed hope
No more fear for what we find
The deeper we go
We know we can't get out of here alive
Let's let it go
if poop could be named anything what would you name it? id name it bob and id make him sit on a log in a bog and say get out of here you hog that looks like fog from a bog thats near a log with bob sitting on it who attacked the wacking wackers with all his heart and shattered, he fell to the floor. dont name your poop bob because then youll have tears in your heart.
All I want is freedom
Yet I don't get it
I never will
Get out of here
You push me away
Then hold me back
Why can't you trust me?
I have never done anything
That wrong
Always been better than
I could have
Let me out
Do something myself
You always say
I don't know anything
The more you say it
The less I learn
Out on my own
That's where I should be
Just me and my
Freedom
-2007
(This is a fictional poem)
I'm in jail because my son stopped going to school.
My cellmate is smelly and I'm fed nothing but gruel.
I'm very depressed and I'm at the end of my rope.
I've been begging my cellmate to take a bath and use some soap.
My son is proud of himself and he brags because he's never cried.
But that will change when I get out of here and tan his hide.
Form:
14 hours in a New York minute,
I ought to stop,
But I can't quit it...
No answer to my call...
Is it the end
Of it all?
The pain, it does spread,
Making the future
Something to dread...
Somehow, some way,
I got to get out of here,
Cause I'm swimming
In a sea of fear...
So I say goodbye to you
My sweet...
As I acknowledge
My defeat...
Something is flying about....
The beauty in the world
Where does it hide?
When I’m feeling depressed
And there is grey in the sky.
I’m looking around
And clawing the earth
I need to find you
While I’m feeling hurt.
Please show me your face
Come stand before me
So I can take your hand
I need to be free
No more dungeons of darkness
No more tears in my soul
Need to get out of here
I just need to feel whole.
Thinking of you, day and night
Wondering if I can win this fight
To get out of here strong and true
Thinking that all I have is you
Family is something I don't know
To the streets is where I did go
To be myself without anyone
I wasn't happy, it was not fun
Look at me now, behind the wire
Knowing my time will soon expire
Crying at night at the visions I see
Knowing that all I have is me
Form:
GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE
IM STUCK IN MY HEAD
STEADY TALKING
BUT SO MUCH IS BEING LEFT UNSAID
SO MUCH UNHEARD
SO MANY UNSPOKEN WORDS
RUNNING TOWARDS MY THOUGHTS
REACHING FOR MY SANITY
BUT IT SEEMS BEYOND MY REACH
SOON TO BE BEYOND MY SIGHT
IM LOSING CONTROL OF WHATS SUPPOSE TO BE MY LIFE
SOUL & SPIRIT BEING GUTTED OUT BY THE SHARPEST KNIFE
SOMETHING HAS TO END THIS PAIN
OR THIS LIFE...
Whenever I'm scared,
whenever there's thunder,
I go to my covers
and hide down under!
Whenever I'm scared
when it's dark at night,
I put the pillow over my head
until it turns light!
Whenever I'm scared
of snakes and dogs are mean,
my mind says get out of here
and I run from the scene!
Whenever I'm scared
that my mom isn't there,
I run and find her
because I love her and care.
I am at an Urgent Care
there is only one other person here
We are wearing masks but his is not effective
Because he is speaking on the phone
He is coughing up ponies, cats, dogs, and elephants
I move chairs to get a bit further away
He does not notice
I feel uncomfortable and unsafe
I want to get out of here before he coughs up a gorilla
They call my name and I do not mind getting weighed