A Never Ending String Of False Threats

i don't understand

it confuses me lately

your words, there so bland

it's hard to agree

why do you continue

time after time

it's long overdue

to make this climb

 

the dirty floors

the dirty walls

the open doors

the cluttered halls

 

i watch as you stress yourself

causing yourself pain

she's done this to herself

flushed it down the drain

stop this stupidity

stop these regrets

this pathetic charity

a never ending string of false threats

 

the dirty walls

the dirty floors

the open doors

the cluttered halls

your losing it

all to perfection

who's to impress

your own satisfaction

Author's Note

please do not correct my grammer, i know it's bad.

Reviews

[Nicholas Hagenschneider]

everything on here that states "poem" is actually a lyric. there all songs that i've written, not poems.

[Dinesh Sairam]

I liked the overall idea. But this is not a poem, it's more like something spoken out.