Hell’s Voice
The voice from hell
Is not Satan
Calling me to be his
For eternity
The voice from hell
Torments me every day
Telling me to do things
I don’t want to do
The voice from hell
Complains about my style
Is hovering over my shoulder
Every day and night
The voice from hell
Tells me to get out of my closet
And clean my room
Then do the dishes
The voice from hell
Is my mother’s voice
Mask
3rd grade
People teasing
Teacher bitching
Me alone
4th grade
People talking
Behind my back
Me hardening
5th grade
Friends come
Friends leave
Harden into a shell
6th grade
People too sensitive
About sex things
Shell grows
7th grade
People swearing
Not caring
Shell is impervious
8th grade
Someone cares
Still teased
Face shows no emotion
Freshman
People wonder
Why I am so cold
Face tries to lighten
They wonder why
I am so different
And don’t care
They made me this way
Waiting
Get away
From this Place
This awful Place
Cannot get Away
Wait a year
Wait another
A respite year
Where I get Away
Coming back
Waiting another
And another
Just one more
The final year
Next year will
Be better
For me to survive
Done with the Place
My new Hope arrives
Here it is
My dream of years
Here I am
And now I think
Only a few more
Years
Pictures
Pictures on my wall
Show what I love
My pictures are my
Life
Pictures on my wall
Are what I want
My pictures show my
Dreams
Pictures on my wall
Are who I want to be
My pictures show my
Hopes
Pictures on my wall
Are focus points for me
My pictures are my
Inspiration
Pictures on my wall
Are fake and lifeless
My pictures are my
Ruin
Mother
She says she loves
Me
But she shows that she hates
Me
I want to love
Her
But her hate repulses
Me
Why does she do
This
We used to be fine
Together
What happened between
Us
I think it was my
Brother
We always fight each
Other
But it’s all for fun
Though
Why can’t she see
That
I hate her
Love
Leave
Go Away
I don’t want to
Talk to you
I’ve had a rough
Day and I don’t
Want to talk
I don’t care about
The dishes or laundry
Screw the broken doorknob
I want to be alone
I like just reading
So leave me alone
I may be surly
But I’m tired
When I wake up at 6
Why do they torment
Me about these
Trivial things
I want to go away
If they won’t leave
Me alone
Loss
What can I say
To a friend who
Just had their heart
Ripped out
I’m no good at
Condolences
Or expressing
What I feel
What do I say
When I didn’t
Even know the
Person
Funerals
Depress me
And I can’t cry
At them
Sorry
Sorry
Sorry
Sorry
I wish I could
Say more to
A friend who
Lost a Loved One
All poems are made by me, Cosmos, and please do not claim them as your own.
