when you're shit

when you are a piece of shit

discarded

discarded like piss bottles on the freeway

shoes hanging from a lonely telephone pole

the kind that dear old dad climbed

some time ago

when you are shit you're not the shit

just an old fashioned piece of shit

these people are your fiends

your enemies

your boyfriend or your girlfriend

I started writing this poem and then I didn't want to write the poem anymore

cause it was a piece of shit

I took way too long to realize that

I shoudn't give a piece of shit

anymore

the walls are down

hurt me if you want

I'm ready to be hurt again and again again

why not

it's worth it

10/12/2016

Posted on 10/12/2016
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