i reek of inferiority
By manunkind
like a shrimp among whales
i listen to you as you tell your tale
who am i to speak these hopeful words?
when so many go unheard?
an artist of thoughts
a weaver of words
pride like a golden medal
a deadly sign pinned upon my vest
a constant dagger to the chest
leaving the blood of arrogance on my hands
and the flesh of vanity on my lips
i thought
i guess i thought too soon
i see hatred in a mirrored room
hold her in a box of glass
treat her
as one of artemis' silvery shafts
quick death
upon innocent youth
number the hatred arrows that you shoot
inferiority
emotion
i reek of it
as if i drank a bottle of alchoholic
second class
fill me up another glass
mix in some poison
a stupor of bitter remorse
if you wont let me have the world
should i take it by force?
fall off
bleed
get back on the horse
be humbled
nature can write better than you
be humbled
there are so many people better than you
Comments on "i reek of inferiority"
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On Wednesday, June 23, 2004, aXe FactoR
(333) wrote:
nice write. something i always felt also. -MeL-
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On Saturday, December 20, 2003, Recycled
(93) wrote:
I will always respect the writers who go against the popular view. You do so in a way that continues to amaze me.
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On Friday, December 19, 2003, unusual_blood
(74) wrote:
anyway i think this one is supposed to be read slowly. really take it in. once this is done you feel the superioty stabbing this poem. Although i was a bit confused at first i can now see the frusteration
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On Friday, December 19, 2003, unusual_blood
(74) wrote:
please it's impossible that someone here hasn't had a low selfesteem. i for one used to be anorexic. that's beside the point. i can't believe i thought this of mrs.buttler! ugh such a moron. i for one
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On Friday, December 12, 2003, manunkind
(64) wrote:
i dont know. i just have very low self image and all that. its hard to have a good one when i move so often. anyway, thanks for the comments.
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On Friday, December 12, 2003, Drifter
(265) wrote:
Yea i move every 2 years. It's tough but i get to meet lots of different types of people.
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On Thursday, December 11, 2003, Drifter
(265) wrote:
So what if others are better? With writers like Velvet or Cre around i cant hope to be the best poet. I damn well know i'm not the best person around. I'm just... me.
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A former member wrote:
the words were lovely, understandable. it's quite well done.