Oh, honey, There's no need to throw Your concern around like A balloon in the wind, Just constantly wafting around my head. I'm fine! I would not be so vain To write everything about me; And I would not be so Un-artful To only take inspiration from That which is closest to me.
Excuse me, but the sun is sinking and I must bid you farewell And crawl back into my cave Of parchment and torment; The walls are covered in the Graffiti of my innermost Desires and regrets, And every night I lie surrounded, Reading and re-reading Every terrible line, Every spelling mistake And bad punctuation. It's… Continue reading yes, this one’s sarcasm too
Dear Diary, Someone else mentioned they'd Read my poem today. It made me happy that they'd taken The time to do so. But then, They did not tell me what they thought- Not even a simple compliment. No, They asked me if I was ok ...
I'm afraid today's poem won't be much good. The sun on my skin Is making me far too happy, And I keep accidentally saying 'Good morning', 'Hello', and 'Good day' to the people who walk by. I tried coming outside To be inspired by my loneliness, But I'm afraid I'm more inspired By the green,… Continue reading I’ll try harder next time