Slam Poem 3

And I had never cried so hard. But once. And I had never died so much. But once. 
Then the time that you took what we had years and years of what we had and you threw it away 
For the better good
But I'm not better god dammit I'm a broken hand me down in a pile of toys and you're gonna play me again until you've got what you needed and then I'll be gone for good shipped away to get hurt again 
Friendship is like walking on needles you feel the smooth cold and then they turn and you're bleeding and they dont care like they did yesterday like they did last year because they've found better and you're replaceable.
As a nation I can only hope two things that love would have a meaning and friends were true but obviously this world has more lies then truths so when you look me in the eyes and you spit out another lie I'll know because no one in this world has the guts to say what we feel because its gonna hurt or its not the right time but dammit today is better then tomorrow the world could end today so spit it out all of your feelings into a bin and hand them over pass them along don't hold that in you but so long. 
Because sometimes the pain of holding it in is worse then the pain of letting it out and you'll never know true release until there's nothing on your chest but your light heart and veins and then you'll be so empty and carefree that you might go insane because as a nation we thrive on being in the middle of a fight and we need to stir up trouble but what's the problem with ONE good day what's the problem with ONE good hour 
Nothing 


So tell the truth keep a friend no one is replaceable not even the person with no name 
We all have a place and that place is with each other why bother stirring up trouble 
We are given this world to remain together so why spend your hours tearing it apart limb by limb and I know 
I know you're tired
Its okay 


So just take off your shoes and stop talking trash because this isn't a dumpster these are people's feelings and today starts with you and everyone else in the room and the nation and the world. You're just a tiny piece in a big puzzle but that doesn't make you small it makes you needed to complete the picture just like that girl you replaced for another she is NEEDED that boy you dropped because you're in a relationship he is NEEDED so reset your priorities where did the happy mediums go? 


And I had never cried so hard. But once. And I had never died so much. But once. 
Then the time that you took what we had years and years of what we had and you threw it away 
I can only hope now you'll at least uncrumble the paper, place it away softly. 
Because this is me and this is us and we are invincible.   

Comments

AshleyRoseWagor

Nice poem, i like it. 

ecarroll59

Thanks!

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