an endless supply chain
fueling its own purchase
may no rest come to the self condemned
they wont allow themselves
theyll throw it in the trash be sure
noone benefits from a zit without a cure
a foul black hole fastenes
its full grip
its influence never sinks, always rises
and a ball of disgusting hatred
has never felt so warm
has never felt so casually constant
for me to feed the chain
and feel good
so horridly
Categories:
zit, anger, emo, emotions, hate,
Form: Rhyme
petty poet
pimple popping potshot
petrified
***
Categories:
zit, bullying, poets,
Form: Alliteration
Before the mirror his presence beamed.
In shock and horror, the mirror screamed
at his heartbeat
apart from me,
throbbing, ready to pop,
even talking, nonstop.
"Quiet, you fool," I whispered harshly,
yet the more he pestered me.
He spoke for me when we went out,
got all the attention with each shout.
A blush surrounded what I could not tame.
He held a bold stance, like a target for aim.
If only I could hide my face,
or take a wand and make an erase.
Even so, he'll go when he's ready,
and I'll have problems less petty.
Categories:
zit, beauty, body, conflict, emotions,
Form: Rhyme
Big, red, extremely squishy,
and so, so embarrassing!
Just think of what would happen
going to school with that thing!
It was so tempting to pop!
Extremely tempting indeed!
My blemish was taunting me,
and ridding it was a need!
So then I very carefully
reached up and touched my forehead.
And quite slowly but surely
my ugly zit retracted!
Now my skin is just flawless
with no blemishes to hide!
Oh no, what’s that small red dot?
Whatever, at least I tried!
Categories:
zit, funny, teen,
Form: Rhyme
Categories:
zit, life
Form: Light Verse