Random Poetry Written While I Should've Been Taking Algebra Notes

Today

You asked me if I missed you
I said, "I do.
But not as much
As I miss your truck."
But just my luck.
For that smart remark to cost me
Getting you back.

Feed Me

Rumbling, grumbling,
Pleading - "Please feed me!"
The stomach begins to growl
Its acid is churning,
Burning away its walls.
It screams and cries
"I'm going to die!
If you don't get some food
Down here some time soon!"
And who would believe
Underneath such a beautiful figure
Lives the saddest little stomach?
So, please feed the models.

[I was so hungry when I wrote that. XD]

Ghost

In my room, there's a ghost
He isn't that scary, but he still bugs me.
Cold, lifeless, without a form,
Floating and judging my every move.

I say "Go away, Mr. Ghost.
Everybody else has gotten on with their lives.
I don't need your haunting reminding me
Of who I used to be."

But the Ghost says nothing.
He just stays in the same place
Coldly reminding me of you
In my room.

Of Freedom and Blankets

I have blankets that smother
And swallow me up, softly,
Killing me inside.

I'd rather you not hold me.
Your strong arms will crush
The air out of my lungs.

But don't get me wrong, I do love you.
I just need my space.

Come Home! (I Miss You)

Like a helpless housewife,
I stay up to all hours of the night,
Waiting for you to come home,
Hoping you'll be alright.

Though I know you don't care,
I'll still wait here,
Hoping you will come home
Before the break of day.

You never do.

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I had Oh, Avalanche by Gregory and The Hawk stuck in my head while writing these so they probably have an odd beat to them.

On a related note, I'm still hungry and have No idea what we're going over in Algebra.