Little Poet 🌱

random poem from being bored in class

hi little poet

sitting in your mist

of good and bad energy your feelings persist.

the sheet is your only expression

the one that lives forever

emotions need outlets

or MAD will be our end.

unsupported and alone

our thoughts concede to their home

like a glass prison

watching the world watch you watch them.

naked and afraid

in nature and society

naked and afraid

that when you open your mouth

that gun will trigger

gibberish will utter from your breath

and the Earth’s orbit shall stop.

little poet is trapped by anxiety

little poet is unfree

unfree from eyes, words, and thoughts

unfree from trees, cars, and roads

unfree from people, emotions, and thoughts

little poet deep breathe…

your words will one day set you free.