I feel the pressure buildingEvery minute getting worseI gotta find releaseBefore it bursts A wounded mindInfected thoughtsI need reliefFrom what they’ve wrought So pass the scalpelPass the penI’ll do anythingTo make this end Cut it openLet it bleedWords must flowIt’s all I need
Author: Matt
Yo, hi, hello. I'm just your standard sarcastic, cynical, satirical guy who doesn't care much for acting in an 'age appropriate' manner, whatever that means. I write poetry and short stories. Want to know anything else? -> https://mspoetry.com/whos-matt
Death of a Rainbow
Once I watched A rainbow Die Melt Away And fade into The sky A child Back then It pained me To see Now grown I have learnt This is how life Must be Storms Will pass And so too The rain But good times Like bad Can never Remain [...]
Misunderstanding
It seems To have been All a big misunderstanding The WHO - We now know - Said "Suppress, suppress, suppress!" But the government misheard Thought the order was "Oppress, oppress, oppress!" Regarding the appalling use of Federal Police against peaceful protesters by President Donald. J. Trump, Criminal-in-Chief
Dissection
Peel away the skin Tear the flesh aside And take a peek inside This fucked up world Our society Is ravaged Irreparably Damaged By a cancer So savage Bloodthirsty And rabid We writhe And we thresh In pain And distress Tattered skin Rotten flesh The putrid smell Of social progress The endless [...]
Take Responsibility
Is there even one shred Of lingering sanity Dangling from the threads From which you hang your vanity 'Cause behind the hate you spread And your racist profanity Thousands lie dead Just like your sense of humanity But like police brutality And racial inequality This preventable mortality Is to you a triviality And the [...]
Alone in the Crowd
Never felt so lonely As when I'm standing in a crowd Lost amid the faces Of the people all around Feeling insignificant I could slip away without a sound And no one here would miss me As I disappear Never to be found
Waking Up On Mars
It feels like I'm waking up on Mars Silent Desolate Unfamiliar I am alone But free To explore To live Without rules Without boundaries Without judgement Just me And a barren endlessness I can call my own I wrote this ages ago but never posted it. Didn't think it was good enough. But as [...]
Still alive
Still breathing. Just doing little else. Working from home (with the odd day in the office every 2-3 weeks). No words though. My creativity is struggling. I need normality in which I can find inspiration for shitty poems. But I'm still breathing. So there's that.
From the Shadows
It came From the shadows Unseen Unheard Feeding On our darkest fears Until it Itself Became Those very fears On which it fed It became That which we fearedWe ourselvesWould become
Update
In case anybody was wondering, I am still here. I'm just sitting very still, and very quietly. I am one of those having to work harder and faster due to the Covid-19 pandemic, because as an accountant I'm responsible for making sure clients are advised correctly on the many financial and economic measures being brought [...]
