FuCkiTz (Poem)

July 10, 2017 by Maria Prosecuter Leave a Comment

I just bought a case of fuckitz
I’m locked down and I’m ready to go

And I ain’t hearin whys or what ifs
I got an itch and I ain’t waitin it out

So you can save all your tears in buckets
I’m going rounds and I’m taking me down

As I suck down this case of fuckitz

Filed Under: Poetry Tagged With: Recovery

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All the World is a Hoax (Poem)

Living gets harder
Day by day

Time don’t stop
Tears don’t fade
The world gets dumber
The tides don’t change

The only thing that gets better is the smartphone craze

Is there anybody out there?
Is anything real?

All the world is a hoax
You can’t cry when you can’t feel

There’s no sight when you look away
You can’t fight what you won’t stop

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