There is an idiot sitting in front of me.
She's traumatised, euthanized.
Let's keep it that way, okay?
If she gets between us
I'll kill you first
Then I'll kill her.
Take your dead body for a date
You smell outlandish
Put on perfume,
Let's not keep it that way.
Sucking off my slime licker,
Practice for the lord
If I wanted to die
I would've asked for more Mary Jane
I'm an unorthodox mess
Find out for yourself
I bite my tongue,
My stupid, stupid tongue.
Take my shirt off, I'll remove yours.
I'm taking too much,
Gag my doors.
Tie my hands together and slap me across the face,
Shred my shirt apart,
New type of grunge lace.
There is an idiot sitting in front of me.
She's traumatised, euthanized.
There's her boyfriend sitting next to me,
Their hand is on my thigh.
He chewed me up, tried to spit me out.
I stayed in his stomach,
He stayed in my guts,
I will never leave without one more touch.
There was an idiot sitting in front of me.
She's sitting still, like a stone.
Wish I could say that I feel bad.
But I really don't care.
I don't care.
I don't care.
There was an idiot sitting in front of me.
- Author: Jared Nguyen (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 16th, 2023 11:58
- Comment from author about the poem: The idiot is a victim of bullying & failed suicide, while the speaker is someone who gets annoyed easily but lacks sympathy. The lack of sympathy cause a feeling of numbness, so the speaker starts to have sex with people around the school. They end up with the idiot's ex-boyfriend, who gets attached too easily. When the idiot is sad about losing her boyfriend & being bullied, the lack of sympathy hits the speaker again, causing the cycle to restart. The speaker is gender neutral***
- Category: Sad
- Views: 6
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