Not important enough for you

NOT IMPORTANT ENOUGH FOR YOU 
(no one will read this)
By Nate Marquee sublime    
I love to watch this scene 
I play it over and over in my mind
I began to surcome to the passion and lust of the things...
That traveled throughout my mind...
thought I had it all I thought I saw what was between the line...
But it seems now that I saw nothing it all just crept between my eyes...
This scene I keep is like a magical mystery to me I ponder and scheme to understand but in the end it all just stands still under neath me...
Yet its not beneath me...
The reality of it becomes the simplicity of a kings power...
I thought I wrote this poem but it just used me as a vessel...
But still I'll count this my finest hour...
I walked and towered as I stumbled like a coward...
Like a coward I stumbled and towered as I walked...either way
Its the same...
I entered my brain never to return...
My brain never did I enter I knew it was a place of no return...
I looked into my mind 
And peered...
My mind went into my  soul its lost...
Its still there...
Its the abyss if my soul that makes u loss it...
Soft smooth music...
Its the abyss of my soul that makes u miss it...
Soft sweet kisses into my dream as I dream of my dream...
Most wont understand the likely hood of this well detailed hood...
But just know this detailed hood has a meaning that's in actuality coldly and boldly good...
So welcome to my hood...
This poem crafted with my back hand...
I can't get back my hand...
I have to use my back pan...
My black plan...
Shit fuck it...
This my last plan...
I'm mentally being annihilated by these sinful substances im taking in place of my meditation...
Woke up one morning hands all blue blurry view...
Woke up one morning and I had no clue how to do that which was necessary...
Had to buy a few clues but I was still clueless as a groundhog coming out in December thinking its February...
Ill never Mary Mary...
She's mother Magdalene...
My mother had to pee...
But the moment that she peed 
She concieved  the epitome off the world...
That's me...

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