The Vents
It's the vents." he intoned, his throat trembling as if struggling to let air pass the haggard vocal cords. "because i hate the vents and everyone that lives in it, so i refuse to call it what they do. i'm a petty bastard."
An Unrewarding Race
A vent poem about life, work and the subway. wrote this a while ago but it remains a perennial struggle really. originally posted in october 2021.
At the Mercy of the Flurries
The other half of the set of vent poems i mentioned in the last one. about work and snow and maybe a little more than that. originally posted in january 2024.
In the Process of a Year’s Renewal
The first of a set of two vent poems actually because this year started off rough and honestly i’ve only recently managed to solve some of its problems. this one is about renewal. originally posted this in january 2024.
Break Ups Suck!
Just a sappy poem i wrote to help me vent after a painful break up. my fluffy tailed friends recomended i upload it... after fighting with the damn thing on how to upload it, hopefully it's there now... enjoy. break ups suck!
Pieces of the Past Lost to Digital Dust
Wrote this a while back to vent about a noticeable digital trend that i felt was happening a lot at the time and of course still happens. originally posted this in may 2023.
vent writing
when all is lost and all hope is dead. raise you head and fake it trough the pain and sorrows. only a small light shines though this dirty old soul and the depths within drowning in all the tears of despair which never come out, with eyes so dry and...
Vent a Plea
Help! Help me please.. Bang! Bang! Bang! My hand just thumped on this mental glass. A glass that was just but one side of this delusional box. Emotions were something I was never good at. I still am not good at. I'm suffocating. I'm...
Your Regularly Scheduled Dysfunction
This is a vent poem i finished and originally posted at the end of october after having been on a hiatus for some time last year. a vent poem about work stress and frustrations which have persisted to this year too.
What Trust Can Still Be Had These Emboldened Days
A general vent poem to allow me to rant a bit about the state of the world then and now since this is poem is just as relevant if not more so right now.
The Creatures of Consumption - short poem
Behind the smile and the laugh Is a darker world. A world of hate and pain. Behind the fur and the mask Is a soul with broken wings. Unable to fly; unable to flee, I sink beneath sanity. Through the tears and the screams, Creeps the horrid...
Soul Shattering Collapse - medium poem
How do you move on When your dreams have become flawed? You've watched them build up. Nurtured the fields of success and hope Just to watch it burn and decay With the smallest wrong breath, The one wrong question. How do you move on When the...