Poetry: Same Day, Same Story

I can’t write

Never can rhyme

I’m not particularly clever

I’m not always kind

And Today i think i might burn the world 

Because I’m ashamed

Hurt

Angry

Overwhelmed

Pissed

Sad at me, and sad about all this.

I don’t think you know

What it’s like being chased

By your heart—not your mind

Feeling like a fucking disgrace. 

So, Today i want to lay in bed

Because there’s nothing to do

Focus

Frustrated

Nonsense

Rage

Furious because I’m caught in a cage.

Yeah, I know I’ve given too much power

To a man who never asked for it

This happens, forgive me 

Or don’t, and that’s fair

Regardless, I’m me

And as such, I’m choking

Vomit

Blood

Fear

Paranoia

Lost in all my tears.

But I’ll sit quiet as I wait for your call. 

That’s what I do best. 

I’m a good girl after all.

Photo by Melissa Groves-Christ