WARNING DO NOT READ IF SUICIDAL OR HATE SENSITIVE TOPICS TURN AWAY NOW If you are feeling depressed go to National Suicide Prevention Lifeline (USA) Call 988 or visit https://988lifeline.org/ for immediate support. Please reach out to someone who can provide you support. 18+ years old Only Hello this is my poem album it’s highly experimental.I’ve been experimenting a lot with raps, haikus,meters and Ryhmes, and freestyle poems it may not be up to your tastes and that’s ok.Properly take in the poems one by one don’t just read one after the other in quick succession to properly enjoy the work.
Created by me: penguinsareangry
Nothing Here
A house lies empty and broken.
It’s paint weathered gray by time.
It’s once lively rooms.
Now stood lifeless.
The house burned down.
A silent, cold flame.
Ashes and scars of blackened remains.
Reminder of what it once was.
Now there’s nothing there.
Falling for Strangers at Trains
Saw gorgeous beauty.
Falling for strangers at trains
A fleeting moment.
Ain’t No Love for Me
What does true love feel like?
Is it ecstasy?
Can I find true love?
Is it LSD?
Can I find true love, or is it out of me?
I’m not going to find any love.
Nobody will love.
A dirty motherfucker.
I took a pill, and now I’m super high.
If I take more, I might fly.
Screaming, crashing into the ground.
Fight or flight?
I’m not going to fight anymore.
I lost my light.
I lost myself.
I lost my home.
What is true love?
Is it mere fantasy?
What is true love?
Is it fights and apologies?
What is true love?
Can I get a kick out of it?
What is true love?
That lovers dies for it.
When is love true?
I guess I’ll never know.
There’s no love for me.
Such is my fate.
So I’ll drink.
Grown Upz
We’re all grown up now, I guess.
I don’t know now, I guess.
No one to reach out to.
When handed a test.
No one to clean up.
After you start a mess .
No one to ask now.
To ask for what’s best.
I guess I wish for.
Not broken floors.
For someone to open the doors .
For someone to give a way out.
When I am backed against the wall.
Life’s course.
Has no remorse.
For those who live.
Struck down by force.
We don’t laugh now any more.
We don’t play now, no more.
We don’t smile now any more.
As we fall down the floor .
I don’t want to .
It ended too soon.
But I pretend to.
To be stuck in the moon.
Like a recluse.
Exclusivity isn’t for the poor.
Glimmer of glamour.
Positive activity galore .
Hide in the safe space.
As I pour.
Hennessey down the throat.
Soak these inks.
In these pages.
As I jot down words.
Full of hatred.
Against the world.
I can’t take it.
That tightening feeling in my chest.
My lungs compress.
As I stopped breathing for a second.
They say life is blessed.
Fuck that it’s nothing but cursed.
I’m dead inside already.
Why don’t you take me in a hearse
These slurred words.
Furfilling the blurred words.
In my mind.
As my tears streamed down.
And hit the paper.
Dear childhood.
I wish you never ended.
Without you, my life’s been upended.
You came.
But I wish you never went.
I enjoyed the moments I took for granted.
But I wished they never left.
Apprehensively ask you to.
Lend me an hour of your time.
Cause those moments.
Were the best hours of my life
I see the past.
Rosy-tinted drawings of a child.
I wish for it to last, so I pray.
I guess it’s not meant to be.
Thank you for giving me the time of day.
Truly yours—penguinsareangry
I remember the time, not the place.
Strange how that happens.
Instances of clock arms twisting.
Life goes on.
I fall behind.
Born to be tortured.
In this world of lies.
The vanity.
Of humanity.
Chains us with despair
All our lives.
It reminds me of when I was a child.
Ignorant about the problems.
We never knew.
Pretending to be heroes.
Played cops and robbers all afternoon.
The robbers in their cages.
Acting like we were actors .
In these stages.
Now we make minimum wage.
Enough dollars to scrape us by.
When faced with death.
Despair blurs the lines.
Daily fixes of dopamine.
To kill the time.
Flies us high.
With mixes of pills.
To be sedated.
Not depressed.
Keeps me less.
Manic when stressed.
I can’t scream out.
So I scream inside.
But it doesn’t ease the pain.
I want to be six again.
Exploring the forest for the first time ever.
Waking up to the snowy weather.
Calling my friends to play together.
Sounds of breeze rustling through the trees.
The quiet of no people.
No problems.
Just peace.
It’s still cold.
Took my jacket out.
Looked around me.
Saw the beauty that surrounds.
A quiet still.
Haunting hill. Waiting for me to slide.
The darkness faded away.
The stars winked goodbye.
As the sun rose and smiled.
With twinkles in her eyes.
In cold sweat.
I woke up in a room.
Alone realizing.
The young me is gone.
The person I knew is gone.
Overdosed over a dopamine hit.
Keeps me breathing.
Not alive.
Body’s aged.
Rotting in my own mind.
Like a parasite.
Heart skipped a beat.
I spat my breath.
Hangover feels like shit.
In the back of my throat.
The taste of bitter cold regret.
Note to Self
Fuck that problematic mask you put on.
You hide behind it like a child.
Hiding from your own shit.
You think you’re fooling anyone? .
You’ve only fooled yourself.
You think you’ve failed,
That you’ve dragged everyone down with you.
You tell yourself people hate you.
Really?
Maybe it’s easier to believe that.
Than to face the truth.
You hate yourself,
Then project that shit into everything else.
“No one cares about me.”
You say.
Guess what?
Maybe it’s the reflection in the mirror.
Staring back at you
Shrouded in self-pity and regret.
You make everything about you,
But I can’t even look at your own face.
Without flinching.
You’re a clown in your own show,
Thinking you’re a joke.
But no one’s laughing.
They’ve got their own problems.
It’s the mask you wear.
It helped you cope.
But it’s also what’s keeping you lost.
Feeding you bad thoughts,
Sleepless nights.
Take the mask off.
Face your problems,
Staring back at you.
But you don’t.
You’d rather wallow in pity.
It’s sad.
You say you can’t find love,
But how can you?
When you can’t even love yourself?
You can’t find peace in your own head.
Too busy hating every part of you.
You waste time thinking you’re not enough.
That you don’t measure up.
But here’s the thing:
You stay invisible.
Because you’re scared to be seen.
I hate that part of you.
Afraid to take the risk. .
You’re broke.
So are millions of others.
You’re not alone.
You’re not society’s target.
That’s just how it is.
You can’t even control your own impulses.
You drink all day, drowning yourself.
Is Hennessy the escape you really want?
Think about it.
If you don’t stop,
You’ll fall into a deeper hell.
No matter how you see it,
There’s darkness, and beyond that,
A darker abyss still.
Do you really want that?
You’re a disappointment,
No, you’re disappointed in yourself.
A fucking alcoholic,
Drowning in poison.
But it’s the kind of regret that doesn’t drown you.
It just keeps you grasping for air.
Enough to break you,
Not kill you.
But always enough to suffocate you.
You hate your job.
It degrades you,
It gives you nothing.
So why stay?
For the paycheck?
For the sense of security?
You buy things you don’t need.
Stop escaping distractions.
If you can’t take it, quit.
Living on the streets
Would be better than
Day-by-day torture in a cubicle,
Ridiculed by your boss.
You’re lonely.
Because you push everyone away.
Why not take the mask off?
Why do you keep running?
I hate that part of you.
Just fucking stop.
But you can’t
Do me a favor, will you
Leave me the fuck alone.
Bridge
I found a bridge to jump.
Swallowed by despair.
The hollow tin knight.
Battered to fall.
The cold abyss embraced the tortured flesh.
That day I killed myself.
Waves carried my body.
The next day I woke up anew.
Looked up and saw.
A blinding light.
God?
Hello my child, why?
Did you do that, you idiot?
Ain’t going to solve shit.
Ascension
I ascended
The place of death and life
Where things are born
And old ones die.
Origin of all
The fluttered wings of heaven
The haze of lost souls surrounds
The heavy veil of sadness palpable
Cries of the damned
Consoled the disturbed
I blink once, twice.
Their faces took form.
How lovely, these misshapen creatures
Through golden steps
Guided by the light of love
I took a step and stumbled.
Mutters of sweet nothings
Sounds of trumpets
A filling embrace
I kept going.
There I recovered.
At the hands of love
The Sun Will Rise
As you drown in the sea
Dark hands pulling you down
Cold scorches the flesh
The beating heart lay dying, dead.
Haunting memories in sleep
But as you sink, you never see
Muddled fog blocked your eyes.
Seeping into your soul
Suffocates your dreams
Extinguishing your fire
Killing hope
You may not see
But the sun will rise tomorrow.
Empty-filled sorrow
Light of love will fill
The warmth of happiness
Shall soothe your aching bones
The night may come.
But day will soon come after.
For there can be no night without day.
The sun warmed your back.
But the cold numbed you of feeling
Frost gouged your eyes.
So you’re blinded to see
The love surrounds you.
Calls for you
But the bitefrost took your ears
Deafening you
Be at peace knowing
It may be night now.
But the sun will rise soon after.
Roses
Roses full of thorns
Doesn’t mean it’s ugly, as
It is what it is.
Love in You
You got love in you.
You scream you haven’t found
You run around
Said you got no love in you.
But there’s love in you.
You’ve got people loving you.
You run
You scream you haven’t found
You shut them out.
But you got love in you.
To find that love
You gotta love yourself.
You got love in you.
So go outside.
And take a hike.
Go meet the love in you.
Burn the Candles Out
Why do you keep lamenting
Tired of this hell
Don’t go waiting for help
When you got yourself
Don’t stop every time you fall
You just fell, get up
You might be fed up
But time doesn’t wait for you
You cry if you fail
Do nothing but wail
Others don’t live your life
Live it yourself
Don’t wait for signs and spells
Work hard
Go get your rewards
Don’t rewind
Move forward
You lose if you stop running
Go through life, don’t half-ass it.
Mistakes can be rewritten.
Regrets of the past are permanent.
You can’t change it.
So learn, remember
And improve upon it.
Burn your fire bright
Die in glory
Find your passion.
Do it until the end of the journey
Go ahead, burn your candles out.
Don’t keep the pain
Let it screaming out.
The stars that don’t shine fade out.
Be a legend.
Don’t die unknown.
Stop wallowing like shit.
I’ll tell you the truth myself.
The ones who didn’t try
Died in regret
True Happiness
I can’t say just smile.
Go find your true happiness.
I hope you find it.
-FIN
This is just a extra one I had not really a deep poem I just wanna lighten the mood a bit WARNING DO NOT READ IF EASILY OFFENDED
Earth The Parody (Extra)
The world has gone to shit.
Torn to bits and pieces.
The sound of music.
Now filled with feces.
Justice ain’t a personality.
Now tell that to the celebrities.
Feeling like their dainty saints.
Not constipated.
Dates back to the Jurassic period.
The predator eats the child.
Only to spit shit later.
Man, child hides.
Apologized insincerely.
Insecurities stepped on.
You can hear him come.
Aaah! What?
Can’t hear him clearly.
Get the pen and paper.
Play sad like the Minecraft YouTuber.
Occupation candy miner.
Trainer licked it.
I got ticketed.
Cause I ticked off.
The pdf file rip-offs.
Fee for the Feet Picks.
Ones mean spirited
Tight lipped.
Just got a cupcake.
Spirited away the baby chicks.
Sprint away once Hansen posts pics.
Changes mind up real quick.
Puff up your chest.
Once the cuff is fixed.
On with the pink stuff.
Meet the man in jail himself.
To give you a foot and a half.
Don’t backwards think it.
Back hurts later
On fire without latex.
Take back shots on the court.
Oh your honor, don’t listen.
Sentence this fucker to life.
Chief, arrest this guy.
Lock him in a cell tonight.
What are you doing?
What? Oh, the black guy’s with me.
Pop, pop, pop.
Again !? Ok, which officer did it?
Give a wide berth.
To the alien about to give birth.
Dear Shitty Peapole of Earth.
I don’t want to meet your leader.
Zuckerberg, the wayfinder.
Gave bad reviews on Tinder.
I find it offensive.
Thinking we’d crash land here.
Your species is a bunch of idiots.
This planet isn’t worth it.
I’ll fuck off to Uranus.
I was watching random videos.
When I saw this twerking lady.
Bitch, why are you shaking your ass for.
This a nursery video.
Not a dance floor
Choke, coke, poke.
My dumb ass broke.
But not desperate.
To click the link.
Alphabet mixed ass claps.
Contortionist.
One fluid motion hold on
Let me get the lotion.
Ok that’s the end I hope you enjoyed it.
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