《Badly Written Poetry From A Fucked Mind》The Silent House
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(*taps mic* I'm sorry I keep disappearing umm, my life is in shambles and I don't quite know how to put it into words. My brother is dating a new girl so, expect a poem about that, hopefully, tomorrow because I just met her, and boy it is awkward. Also, I just got really gross gummy worms as an early Christmas present and had to eat one in front of her and now I want to puke. Enjoy this poem that is, again, probably jibberish. Imma take a nap because my head hurts *literally just falls*)
Loneliness is something you feel often
The feeling that you have no one
That there isn't anyone that would want you
Or need you
The crushing feeling of despair and anguish
As you wake to an empty house
Full of nothing but the aching silence as always
You wish it was different
That your family surrounded you
That you could wake to your parents at the table
Talking and laughing
Like they used to
Now they're busy
Your father has always worked
Now it's your mother too
And your brother recently followed
But as you wish they stayed
That they stuck around with you
You're now used to the silence
To the quiet and mute of the house
You don't think you could handle them now
Not anymore
They were once tolerable
They heard you
They liked you
But now
Even with them you're still lonely
Still drowning in despair
Because although you're with them
You're ignored
Pushed away
Yelled at to leave
So now you prefer the quiet to the fights
The despair to the blaming
The loneliness to the tears
So you continue to wake up in that quiet house
To that quiet silent house
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