ABC Poem
- lookingforbri
- Jul 22, 2016
- 1 min read
I AM NOT ABSOLUTE IN MY ANGER
I AM A BANDAID RIPPED OFF TWO DAYS LATE
I AM A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK THROUGH WHICH FLOWERS GROW
I AM THE DAMSEL IN DISTRESS I AM THE DRAGON I AM THE TOWER ON FIRE
I AM EMOTIONAL BABY BOY EMOTIONAL MAN
I AM FIGHTING AND THAT IS ENOUGH
I AM GOING FOR NOTHING AND STILL MANAGING TO FAIL
I AM NOT AN ACT OF HEARTACHE BUT AN ADVENTURE IN HEALING
I AM INSIDE MYSELF BEFORE I AM WITHIN ANYTHING ELSE
I AM JEALOUS OF THOSE WHO DECIDE TO WAKE UP
I AM KISSING THE WOUNDS OF TOO MANY WARZONES
I AM LOVELY DESPITE MY BEST EFFORTS
I AM MORNING CHILLS AT SUNRISE WHEN PEOPLE ARE STIL ASLEEP
I AM NOTHING THEN I AM EVERYTHING THE TRANSITION DOESN’T MATTER
I AM OVERCOMPENSATION WITH A GOD COMPLEX
I AM PURPLE PROSE PRETENTION WRAPPED IN FRAGMENTS OF WHY
I AM QUESTIONING BEFORE I BECOME QUESTIONABLE
I AM RED LIPSTICK AND BLUE EYESHADOW AND ALL THESE MAKE ME UNTOUCHABLE
I AM SUNKISSED HEARTS AND CHLORINE STOMACHS
I AM TOWERING ABOVE MYSELF WISHING TO SLEEP
I AM AN UNZIPPED JACKET IN THE MIDDLE OF SNOW
I AM VICTORY AGAINST THE FRENCH
I AM WATERLOO AND LEWINSKY AND MONROE AND ALL THE MEN WHO HELD BUCHANAN
I AM CHEMICAL X THE POWERPUFF GIRLS WERE NO ACCIDENT
I AM YIELDING TO NOTHING BUT MY OWN DESIRES
I AM A ZIPLOCK BAG OF THYME
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