POETRY
A collection of poems written by me. Hope you enjoy. <3
Everything
11/05/26
The plate stares with wide eyes
An Unfaltering gaze
“Everything needs to be eaten”
The mirror mocks and points
I’d never known something could be so cruel
The words linger around my neck
“Everything needs to be eaten”
The shoes, the skirts, the tops
A giggle thrown to smite
I don’t believe your compliments
And answer to a higher power
“Everything needs to be eaten”
The skin, it rubs and chafes
And keeps me captive in this house
With shackles of bows and ribbons
I could slip through the bars
If it wasn’t for the hunger
“Everything need to be eaten”
Pure Isolation
20/01/26
The art of rotting away
Shut within day by day
Back slumped, eyes bleak
Get up, legs weak
I will show you
What it means
To rot
The comfort of isolation
Clean and pure with no outward influence
Neck sore, arms stretched
I will show you
What it means
To isolate
Falsehoods
01/02/25
A maze of words and numbers
Where the losers rot and stew
They believe the words of killers
And the lies they love to spew
You’ll find me in the prison
With shackles made of code
As they will never touch me
But think my body’s owed
‘She’s in her natural position’
These are words I read
Accompanied by falsehoods
Of my person naked
You will never touch me
You won’t even get close
So you use little computers
Make images, so gross
That skin is not mine
Those curves are carved from others
It was just a normal picture
A girl birthed from her mother
I find you all disgusting
I hope you die and rot
You’re lucky it’s behind a screen
Real life, I’d have you shot
Faux Real
11/10/24
I don’t want to laugh at a joke I don’t get
I don’t want to pretend like I understand
What good is that to anyone?
Don’t try to shake my hand
I ask for confirmation
Don’t want your condescension
Your verbal games you deny you play
Don’t break the surface tension
I thought you valued honesty
I thought you wanted ‘real’
I’m telling you - it’s not funny
While all your buddies squeal
It must be sad pretending
Must make you sick and ill
To care so much about your image
Make a fake one to shill
I’ll sit and watch the chatter
I know you didn’t forget
I’ll say it’s fine and bide my time
Your friendship, I regret
Trying my best to be authentic
Being free, myself and true
But the whole world, it orders me
To try and be more like you