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Snafu in the Void

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The phone stopped ringing
The shaved ice burning
With no chances left
I swallow the dark yearning

Nothing is wrong with me
But ain't nothing right
Revenge will come to pass
From that sticky black knight

Witness to my own show
Oh so slow, inflicted lobotomy
Every day extracting from
That green bottle inside of me

The drugs make my brain dance
And not even I am watching
Inevitable indecisions meet
The curse of time's crossing

(I like this one. Written drunk out of my mind. I might go back over a few poems and improve them)
 
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(I like this one. ... . I might go back over a few poems and improve them)
I really like this one too.. and i really like that idea :)
(not that there was ever anything wrong.. but i believe almost anything can always be better ie: evolution, growth)
 
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I really like this one too.. and i really like that idea :)
(not that there was ever anything wrong.. but i believe anything can always be better ie: evolution, growth)
Everything I've written was done essentially black out drunk. Definitely room for improvement 😂😂
 
Everything I've written was done essentially black out drunk. Definitely room for improvement 😂😂
That's exactly what I did when I was younger.. there were many times it was straight up stated in my words :ROFLMAO:

Myself, lately I've been improving the ones I like, or felt like I knew what I was trying to say at least lol
 
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