Fed Up.

by Tori   Feb 23, 2006


It's cute how you think you're clever and whitty.
When honestly your poetry is rather s h i t t y.
You think that writing is just about what you know,
It's more like insight and the way words flow.
Show some respect and spend more than a second or two,
Writing a poem about me writing about you.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Tori

    I forgot to say I'm sorry. For everything..

  • 18 years ago

    by Tori

    I don't know where to start.
    You pretty much broke my heart.
    Not when you dumped me,
    The aftermath. What happened offscreen. The snyde remarks, the mean comments. Telling me I'm rejected, knowing how Vulnerable I was at the time,
    Tet still beating it into the ground.
    I love you David, friends or not.
    I just wish you knew when to stop.
    Most of my poetry is hurt, and you seem to think it's anger.
    The only poem that was pure anger whas total bull.
    [That's what I hate about angry poetry. It's complete and utter feelings that only last an hour, if that. Especially when it comes to you.]
    The long nights, I've had more than a few. And looking at you hurts me too.
    It's hard for me to take in, the fact that without me you're a happier man.
    Yet you beat that in, as well.
    Telling me to get over myself.
    I didn't know how to deal with it.
    I couldn't just keep it in.
    I never knew you felt that way,
    Especially the way you acted towards me.
    I just wish I knew before,
    So we wouldn't have had to go so far as to have a "poem war."

    [[my angry poerty] I lied, I know. I like your poetry, even if you think it's lame. Since I found out you wrote, I've never looked at you the same... It's amazing that you have the strength...to take the time and write down your feelings, then somehow get them in order, and then make something beautiful out of it. ] ....and I really liked this one.... except for the end...

  • 18 years ago

    by David

    You know how much i cared and you know how much i loved
    But obviously not enough to earn back your trust
    I dont want to fight and i dont want to scream
    I dont want between us to have a smoke screen
    I hate it when we argue i hate it when we fight
    I have actually stayed up because of it a few nights
    It bothers me how i cant stand to look at you
    It hurts me how everyday im curious what you will do
    It burns me how when i close my eyes
    All i want to do is cry
    Because you write the things that you do
    When you say how my poetry sucks
    It makes me feel like ive run out of luck
    But when my poems arent bad but not good at all
    But you rub it in, my mind falls
    I dont want you to hate me because of what i said
    I want you to hate me because of what i did
    It doesnt matter what i said or how i put it
    Just cut the harassment its starting to get bullshit
    You keep it going when i chose to stop
    Than i read a poem and im to angry to stop
    When you say such horrible things about me
    Your the only one that is being made happy
    Yet i am being sad but you dont care
    Because to you im probably just a waste of air
    Im sorry for the bother and im sorry for the read
    But i think you needed to know this, yes, indeed
    Just so you know i took your advice
    I sat down and wrote this and it took all night
    Than i copied it to here and left you a comment
    But you will probably forget it or bomb it
    I know you dont care but you should atleast try
    You never know, tomorrow i could die
    And the last thing you said was my poetry was shitty
    Thinking my attitude is "witty"
    Im just trying to write and express my feelings
    Without being made fun of or have my heart peeling
    I wish you would stop all this anger against me
    I wish you could just leave me be