Fucking Mess

InsaneEnd

The fucking mess

I am the fucking mess
Glorified and In sync
Shit, I can't fucking breath

Choking by all this shit
Shit, I like and don't fucking need
Cluttered like a gutter
Overflowed and trapped
This shit ass mess
FuCk
FUcK
fuuuuccckkk

I'm getting crushed by all this shit like a fucking garbage compactor
Living in shit
Suffocating
I'm suffocating like a bag wrapped around my fucking neck
It's all my shit

Stuck like the year-old nacho cheese in the garbage disposal
Yeah, it's still there
The fucking mess
I'm a fucking mess
 
Manifestation of maggots on a hard-boiled egg
I'm the egg
I'm the fucking egg
It's all my fucking shit
Shit, I like but don't need
This fucking mess
 
I'm shit causing this shit
I feel the shit oozing out of my pores like a semi-working soft-serve ice cream machine from McDonald's
I'm so full of shit

You can smell the shit
The kind of shit you smell at a Walmart bathroom
Lingering all fucking day no matter how many fucking times the little lady cleans it-a fucking lingerer
That type of shit

Am I shit, or do I feel like shit
I don't fucking know

No, you do         ~E.M.~

  • Author: InsaneEnd (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 22nd, 2021 20:26
  • Comment from author about the poem: Whenever I\\\'m in my head and overthink, my house is the reflection of how I feel-cluttered.
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments1

  • orchidee

    Oohh, get the Ajax (cleaning powder) out then, and have a good clean-up! lol.



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