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.
Isolation-Excerpt 8-Vents
Mike laughed at my comment as I helped him up. "That was too close", Allen said, "there were at least four dozen of those things." "Seemed like there were more", Mike said wiping dirty, bloody sweat off his forehead, "is there a working shower...
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.
Crushed
I thought I could be happy for once, But that was a lie. All the negative things I thought about myself Were... right. I would like to help people But it seems I can only do so little, It wouldn't make any difference if I wasn't here. ...
Those Days...
You know those moments... the ones where you know exactly who, what, when, where, why, and how a situation is brought on? Not only that but what to do about it, Yet you know the answer, though simple, is nearly unattainable And this only...
The Abyss - medium poem
This is one of the few vent poems i've written. this one in particular has a bit of a story behind it. i've had issues with bipolar depression. so while i was at work one night at my old job i had a big depression swing.
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!
A Broken Mirror
In front of me is a broken mirror Reflecting what I all know too well A face which I hate sometimes, Maybe even all the time. No matter what I do The mirror always seems cracked on the face. Even if I try something new, It's still the same. 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.
Two-Faced
I wear a kind mask like I always do. But today I put on a new mask, That shifted my mood. A mask unlike how I am supposed to be, Not my personality. And yet I can't stop wearing it. The mask expresses rage, hatred, and blood. Towards those...
TFS
#7 of poetry and poems the feelings sounded, based on the vents of thursday friday and saturday leading into spring break. it's long over with now but damn that killed my vibes over break.
The Abyss .:A vent poem:.
I am being swallowed, Chocking in my minds abyss. I yell for someone to hear, but none the less, I cry in fear. My mind shifts and wanders, holding onto what I had left... I was told "You're amazing" then silence befell everything I had...