How to find self pity, by looking at a blank screen.

the blank screen stares me in the face
It's unreadable
and I feel judged
by the lack of words there
like the screen hates me for not making it beautiful with my feelings
for failing to glorify it with my thoughts
I feel ashamed of myself
for letting it down
poor screen, with it's blankness
and lack of identity
and poor me
the writer who couldn't fix it.
 

Inkpaw

VT

17 years old

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    Looming over your shoulders

    Each stack higher than its former

    Every thought and every scrap

    Of an idea too scared to ponder

     

    Every moment that hurt

    Each minute that lingered longer

  • Inadequacy


    How do I push the words out
    From behind my taffy tongue 
    Thick with salty tears 
    And full of grubby thumb 


    I’m a child 
    Pretending that I’m numb 
    To escape the overwhelming feelings 

  • Paper Frogs

    Why

    When feet fall soft but quick 

    Does the hallway extend

    And the hot breath of whoever’s behind me feel hotter 

    Why do I stay pressed to the wall 

    Like a stubborn gruby sticker