tender grievings
Tender
emerge slowly from the grout
i take the shallow plunge
I ring dry the thickest sponge
to let it out
and lamentation ensues
then aggravation consumes
fed by my abysmal doubt
to let it out
whatever works works fine
I take the shallow plunge
fed by my abysmal doubt
I keep it in
I keep it in
to let it out
this fateful attraction
to fatal distractions
grievous contractions illuminate
to let it out
and humility frays these
threads wound and twist
Contorting till I scream
to let it out
whatever works works fine
to fatal distractions
contorted till I scream
I keep it in
I keep it in
to let it out
dont ask why
dont ask how
I keep it in
to let it out
I tryed to use refrain creatively with out being monotonous I dont think it worked to well but the poem basicly describes how I deal with things by repressing them to let them out when its safe only thing is its always an inconvienience to someone so I supress these things that bother me far longer than I should till they twist the fabrics of me ... I used some metaphores but they're kinda cheesy and not very good like ringing dry the sponge ti sponge is my mind I also speak of lamentation wich suggests tears are involvedwich gives you a bit of a vissual but not quite enough to decifer the poorly written metaphore.... oh well I tryed no such thing as a shitty poem only shitty writers
emerge slowly from the grout
i take the shallow plunge
I ring dry the thickest sponge
to let it out
and lamentation ensues
then aggravation consumes
fed by my abysmal doubt
to let it out
whatever works works fine
I take the shallow plunge
fed by my abysmal doubt
I keep it in
I keep it in
to let it out
this fateful attraction
to fatal distractions
grievous contractions illuminate
to let it out
and humility frays these
threads wound and twist
Contorting till I scream
to let it out
whatever works works fine
to fatal distractions
contorted till I scream
I keep it in
I keep it in
to let it out
dont ask why
dont ask how
I keep it in
to let it out
I tryed to use refrain creatively with out being monotonous I dont think it worked to well but the poem basicly describes how I deal with things by repressing them to let them out when its safe only thing is its always an inconvienience to someone so I supress these things that bother me far longer than I should till they twist the fabrics of me ... I used some metaphores but they're kinda cheesy and not very good like ringing dry the sponge ti sponge is my mind I also speak of lamentation wich suggests tears are involvedwich gives you a bit of a vissual but not quite enough to decifer the poorly written metaphore.... oh well I tryed no such thing as a shitty poem only shitty writers