PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

There you are in your perfect existence.

Sitting there in your perfect life.

Nothing bothers you. There’s no resistance.

While I’m over here dealing with the strife.



All I wanted was for you to notice me.

Acknowledge that I was human too.

At least try to some degree.

But you’re so perfect you don’t have a clue.



What it’s like to be called a freak.

To be misunderstood by even your parents.

Barely cross the line and you’re no longer unique.

Everyone judges while being in their presence.



I’ll get your attention.

I’m make you notice see I’m alive.

You’ll sit and watch in my dimension.

And finally see how I survive.



I’ll draw a picture of how I feel.

I’ll draw it with a twist.

I’ll use a razor make you see I am real.

And I’ll draw it on my wrist.



How ‘bout it? Do you notice me now?

One cut two cut three cut more!

Is this finally what it takes my blood vow?

I hope you see the blood falling to the floor.



I think I’m ready for the next level.

You’d best get ready as well.

This won’t be something you will revel.

This next tape you’re mind will dwell.





Inspired by: / Dedicated to: My own thoughts

Created on: June 18, 2005