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spydurpoet
Member since June 21, 2011
Member for 14 years, 11 months
Pathetic
I considered writing my suicide note today,
just to give it to you and see the look on your face.
I already know, though, so it seems all rather
pointless.
You'd give me that huge-eyed rage look
that I am getting all too familiar with,
and tell me that I am being stupid,
that you're not going to put up with it
anymore.
Of course,
you'd be right...about my stupidity.
But sometimes I just don't know
how to get through to you.
I hold my tongue.
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Somehow, still, we seem to manage
to get into a dispute about one thing
or another.
Pathetic.
I keep trying to not care
when you say something that stings my heart,
or when you poke fun of me...
reminding me that even in love
I do not fit in.
It never quite works out that way, though,
and I end up crying,
hoping for some comfort from you
that never comes.
I can't turn to my friends.
I can't stand people who air their laundry
to every single person they know.
Post every argument
on their FaceBook status.
It seems pathetic.
But it's welling up inside,
and tears are not enough
to release the overflow
anymore.
I smiled at you,
hoping you wouldn't ask what was wrong,
because I always fall for that
thinking that you actually care,
that you'll be sensitive and kind
instead of acting like emotions are
a personal offense toward you.
Like I'm just pathetic.
spydurpoet’s timeline
- June 2021
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- July 2011
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26 TueReceived a critique
on Pathetic from @Candlewitch
"I am very much hoping that this poem is not a suicide note. If it is just a poem, then it is very effective. And please forgive me for jumping to conclusions. If this is a suicide note, then please don't do it. Find som…" -
25 Mon
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19 TueReceived a critique
on Forgetting Mystery from @Candlewitch
"Nice to meet you! Your poem reflects many issues of today. My favorite lines are: Individuality is being mass produced, while the cotton fields are burning and the wildlife is losing ground. I woke up lost in familiarit…" -
09 SatReceived a critique
on Tentative Dreaming from @CCfire
"Jess I truly like some of the metaphors in this, I think some filler words can go :) The first part is as follows as I would have read it. burn red like a sunset bled on paler skies burnt orange metaphor, flame in my po…" -
08 Fri
- June 2011
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30 Thu
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24 FriFirst critique offered
on "The Mulberried Night" (since unpublished) by @kaligantsaros
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24 FriFirst publication
Sepia Skies
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24 Fri
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21 TueJoined Neopoet
Membership begins
First poem published 3 days later.
About Me
I am happily in love with John M. Burchett who is now a Sr.!
I have two beautiful sons, Nicholas and John (Jr.).
I live in Texas.
I grew up in Maine.
I was in a bad car wreck in March 2009, broke all kinds of things.
Location: USA
David Jon Martin - Author of The Chicken on My Head (a collection of poetry) and Eeedgar The Elephant Who Exaggerated (a children's poem/picture book)
Frank DeF - follow him on FaceBook - Frank DeFulgentis
Henry Rollins - what is not to love about that man?
Robert Frost - a (dead) man after my own heart
Natasha Degready - follow her at AllPoetry under the name Poetic Tasha - she is always claiming writer's block
but when it comes out it is worth the wait.
Recent Work
Pathetic
Forgetting Mystery
Tentative Dreaming
Become Yesterday
Like Trees
Sepia Skies
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