The world i know
why I write this poem I do not know
Maybe it's cause it's a way for me to let go
Of this the world i know.
Why do I want to let go?
Probably due to the reasons in the blog I last wrote
Things from money to madness
From having nobody and sadness.
To hateing everybody and having this lack of rest
From wishing I had a lack of stress.
To having this lack of sex.
Because I won't let my heart break more than once.
I haven't had a woman in months
and I use to think it was just a myth
but now I know what it means to have "blue balls."
I'm getting tired of beating off.
I'm ashamed of having these extra hairy palms.
And I have this lack of funds
I'm so poor I can't have fun with anyone. Money probably isn't the reason why I hang out with no one
It's because everyone hates
But we're supposed to hang out one of these days
To tell you the truth I can't wait
Until then I guess i'll continue wasting away
Why am I writing this poem
To let go, I do not know
It probably has alot to do with the world i know
The world below
We should all have hope
We should all hold on close
To those we love the most
I wish it could be like the old west where people looked out for others
And money wasn't a bother
We all could just live off the land
I also wish that there was no sex drive
that way there wouldn't be stress on a lonely mans hand
And besides
Then my balls wouldn't look like there is a civilization of smurfs inside
I guess I want the world below to be realized
I want love for everyone to survive
I want to walk up to a stranger in my life and tell them I love them with no lies
They wouldn't be surprised and return a gesture with a smile
Then we would hug for a while
As though we knew eachother all of are lives
Like we were intertwined
That is the world I want to know
The world below
Fact versus Fiction
Fact
life is shitty
Fiction
life is pretty
Fact
i'm a jackass
Fiction
i care about the feelings u might have
Fact
all human beings are fuckups in my eyes
Fiction
someday all men will keep peace in mind
Fact
nothing will ever change for the better
Fiction
happiness will find u wherever
Fact
there are no such things as feilds of dreams
Fiction
Dreams don't just happen while asleep
i wish to go away
to that place
in my mind
where i could live life
no facts attached
YOU ARE READING
Rhyme and Reason: A poet's favorite season
PoetrySo I have always loved poetry and writing poetry was always fun. I decided to upload all my poetry from my younger years(which are mostly full of teenage angst) to present. Please enjoy and I would love to get feedback -benji
