Those cookies weren't worth stealing

Those cookies weren't worth stealing

A Poem by skiayly

I stole four of my roommate's chocolate chip cookies,
And now I cant get the taste out of my mouth. 
When she walks in I'll pretend i did nothing wrong,
And that I'm listening to Twenty One Pilots: Car Radio. 

Just like what I do with my mental problems, 
Pretend that I'm not all the terrible as a human,
Pretend that I care for other's well being,
Pretend that my darkness wont one day kill me or someone else.

So, watch me sit in silence, 
Breathing calmly (even though I have asthma).
If you continue to watch me, 
you will start to see parts of my soul slowing burning, 
like incense only less pure

I like to play pretend like a psycho,
but please dont think ill of me or do i,
I don't care anymore.

Now matter how much cola I swallow
I cant get rid of the taste of those stolen cookies 
This probably how my soul feels since it cant get rid of the taste of darkness

© 2016 skiayly


Author's Note

skiayly
So i kinda took a break from writing, but im kinda slowly beginning again.

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Added on September 17, 2015
Last Updated on April 11, 2016
Tags: 9/17/15, skiayly, username was sky, edited on 9/17/15 at 1:12pm, Those cookies weren't worth stea

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So, im kinda back to writting. Also, please don't read any of my writing I have had posted in the past, because honestly it's all crap and embarrassing bad. A little about me im 20 years old in colleg.. more..

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