PISSED off POETRY

pOeTrY 4 rEal pEoPlE, wItH rEaL pRoBlEmS

SOCIAL DISORDER

All of my life
I have been alone.
It hurts,
Right down to the bone

Often I cry,
But all my tears,
For which you can't see,
Have been stolen by my peers.
You have stolen all of my emotions
All but one.

The fuckin' rage is boiling.
Ever so slowly it's melting my mask.
Something else you can't see,
Only because you are blind.

I want you to know me.
Not what I have done.
Let's face I've done some dumb shit.
So basically
What I want to say
Is fuck you.

But I can't say that.
It's not your fault
That I don't talk.

I am labeld shy.
Why?
Because I don't talk to you?
I really do want too.
I just don't know how.
I may have forgotten.

Or maybe when I say "hi"
You say "bye"

Fuck you.
If I were to die,
You'd leave me where I lie.

Sometimes I think I am dead.
You stare like I'm a ghost.
So I have but one question.

Why do you shun me away
Every fucking day?

17 years of my life have past.
All of them alone.
If someday soon,
I don't gain a true friend,
Everything will end.
So when you read this poem,
Know that this is me.

No longer can I remain strong.
It's time to hit the bong.

-Kyle R. 2000

BLACKNESS

The blackness is coming so dark so grim,
It hurts when it comes from within,
My life has gone and withered away,
The night has taken away all day,
The lord is my shepard let love fade away,
And death will bring the coming of a new day,
The darkness of a firey hell,
Will burn the wirey constilations from the midnight sky,
And burn the hearts of loved ones passing by,
The radiant bat is flying above chanting away,
goodness and love,
The evil that lies within,
Shall soon be rising once again,
Take my soul before it's done,
The evil has now just began,
The blackness is coming so dark so grim.
Nikki K.