ALL BITE ALL BARK

tylerintheclouds

all bite all bark

 

i don’t really trust men these days

in fact, i don’t really trust anyone these days

living in a glass house

watch them stomp their feet above

and it starts to crack

until it shatters

i picture versions of you to see me off to sleep at night

as shadows on my wall

because you’ll never be the light i wish u were

to guide me into a love that won’t cut me open

because you are made as a bandage for someone else

whilst i get the break, they get the health

 

but you like me to stay open

you like when i’m down

who knew being on all fours made me want to growl like a dog

grit my teeth while i still bleed

and then i’m all bite all bark

 

my daddy left gaps in me like my two front teeth when i was a teen

but eventually i straightened them out

i used to wish we could do that with our words

and it’s probably why i oversexualise

and i think it’s why i never give men a try

until they give me the bare minimum

and it’s their ticket to get in

and they cut my wrists with my own debris

until the only light that’s left to guide

is the red falling from me

 

and they like when i’m open

they like to kick me when i’m down

who knew being on all fours made me want to growl like a tiger

grit my teeth while i still bleed

and then i’m all bite all bark

 

i’ll paint a life of sorrow to feed my tragedies

and along with your open mouths

i give you all of me

there’s not much left, i’m withering

consume me like a little kid

because i know how much you get off on it

the roads i take with winding paths all send me back to holidays on coastal bays

where i’d hoped i’d find that guided light

even if it’s dim to my youthful eye

i’d soak it up and watch it dry

like the paint i used from stolen school supplies

 

oh you like when i’m open

you like to fuck me when i’m down

who knew being on all fours made me want to growl like a lion

grit my teeth while i still bleed

and then i’m all bite all bark

 

i’m feral to the point of sanity

maybe these animals can finally understand me

all bitten and all barked out

until the point of red laser beams

all over my body

  • Author: tyler wyatt (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 24th, 2022 20:36
  • Comment from author about the poem: this is nothing like i’ve ever done before. it’s one of my many vulnerabilities and experiences handed to you. think of me or pass me i don’t mind but this is just an incline of things i feel or have felt up to my age now which is 20. i hope you enjoy and get something out of it whoever you may be. this is just a flow of something. a demo if you like.
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Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    'i’m feral to the point of sanity'..
    complex feeling, expressed with
    eloquence and hard earned skill..
    but at such a young age
    all that I have to offer you
    in terms of support or advise
    would be impotent, in the face
    of your youthful vehemence..
    so I'll just simply say
    these write's, are a step
    in the right direction, I just hope
    your path is more flat lands
    than obstacle climbs...
    stay Strong!
    in the words of robert frost
    'and miles to go before I sleep'
    pace yourself, dear Poet
    cherish the journey
    soon, you'll be too life weary
    to even feel your bruises and scars
    that's when, the struggle really begins
    trust me, on that!
    do what you can to delay
    your descent
    to those quicksand, paths
    of life...
    (please, forgive me
    for my obnoxious and opinionated
    sermon of a comment
    try to imagine I meant well
    sorry if you find anything
    I wrote as being toxic or discriminating
    against your young age, truly
    I'm just an old fool)
    lol
    thank for sharing, such
    a great read!
    a mission statement for a life
    as an impassioned poem, fantastic!



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