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I wanted to write a poem.





But I’m writing this instead.





Random little thoughts.





Running through my head.





I hate love.





And I love sex.





Yet I hate them both.





But one without the other.





Is what I hate the most.





Sometimes I feel ugly.





Sometimes I feel fine.





Sometimes I don’t feel at all.





Right now I’m just killing time.





At night I lay in bed.





Look over at the wall.





See that it is empty.





And very very tall.





I dream of really fucked up things.





Some I shouldn’t tell.





Like all the darkness I hold inside.





And fucking in sea shells.





I wake up in the morning.





To the rising sun.





Wondering what will cum today.





Will it be any fun?





I live my life and it goes by.





Like a boat upon the sea.





Often times I’m thinking.





If someone is thinking of me.





More times than not.





People never tell me so.





People around me.





Are afraid to let feelings show.





But I cannot blame them.





There are secrets that I hide.





Like whom I love.





Who I lust.





And who I want to be inside.





There are a many girl.





Who I cannot taste.





But I would die.





Just to see.





A smile on their face.





I know that somewhere out there.





There’s a chick that feels the same.





I don’t know who she is.





I’d love to know her name.





It could be a friend.





Maybe even foe.





As long as the chick.





Isn’t a fucking ho.





I find my lust growing.





As each day passes by.





In the summer heat.





Under a cloudy sky.





Random thoughts keep coming.





Yet some things stay right here.





Like fuzzy bunnies.





Big Cupcakes.





And bottles of root beer.





If none of this is making sense.





Then this ramble is right on.





But if you understand all this.





Your mind is fucking gone.





So if you get this ditty.





You are crazy just like me.





So let’s go away to a Wonderland.





And have a cup of tea.





For all of this is nonsense.





Which is the only sense I make.





For everyone’s reality.





Is the only thing that’s fake.

COMMENTS

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Fallenxx
19:23 Aug 27 2009

awesome..i love it..:)

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VampyOne
01:57 Aug 28 2009

I get it..I really get it. I was talking with the Caterpillar and he said that he missed you. This poem expresses alot..I love it! ~hugs~

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Beth
20:13 Nov 10 2010

The poem reminds me of myself...A lot!! I just feel the same emotions when I read it. I really like it; call me crazy, call me a freak...But I love the poem.

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LunaDarkstar
04:56 Jun 28 2011

I love the way you rhyme, this poem is great ..,..,..

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