Uhhh, sooooo, cringy poems that I probably wrote past midnight coming in! . . . Actually, some of these aren't really poems, I'm just calling them poems bc rants is too accurate.

One - Numb (Last cringe warning)

I sit on my bed

Cross legged

With my computer

Sat out in front of me.

Keeping me company,

When no one else wants to.

Soon, my foot goes numb,

Tingling,

Unmoving.

I lightly try to flex it

To no avail,

Yet, I can't find a reason

To try harder.

I ignore it.

Soon, the feeling spreads.

Up to my ankle,

Through my calf,

To my knee,

Running up my thigh,

Like a freezing hand

Cold.

Calculated.

Taking away one of the few things

I have left in this world.

The feeling continues to spread,

Yet, I still don't try to stop it.

It spreads to my hips,

Down my other leg,

Soon to my stomach,

Up my chest

I can no longer breathe.

But, I still don't try to stop it.

But at this point,

I don't think I could, if I tried.

It's too late for me.

Spreading to my neck,

Closing my airways,

My lungs are collapsing.

It spreads to my head,

Numbing my lips,

I try to part them,

But they don't react.

Making my eyelids droop,

As if they weighed many tons.

My chin,

My cheeks,

My lips,

My nose,

My eyes,

My eyebrows,

My forehead.

The feeling in each and all dissapears

One.

By.

One.

I scream,

And cry,

And thrash around,

But,

I can't.

Feel.

Anything.

It won't work.

So I give up.

My computer continues to play,

Offering

Its sound,

And beauty,

To an empty room.

Because,

I am no more.

I warned yeh. CRINGYYYYY

Two - I'm skipping #2 bc it makes no sense sooooo, onto #3

Three - Why? I don't know. (The name was actually a joke my friend and I had made bc it was something stupid I said annndddd I couldn't think of a name sooo. This one is more of a rant lol)

Sometimes

People ask me,

"Why?"

I always respond

With a quick

And simple

"Truly, I don't know."

Because,

I really don't.

What's the point

Of doing anything?

We all will die.

And the large majority

Won't leave anything important behind.

I, you, we,

Are all just one

Of millions

And millions

And millions

Of people.

What makes that person

Standing in the corner

Avoiding eye contact

Important?

Different?

Admidt it.

You don't even know their name.

And you probably don't care

Enough to know.

There is so many people

Here

On this small place

We call Earth.

Our home.

And there's millions

Of millions

Of millions

Of miles of space

Just above us.

And below us.

And there's so many lifeforms,

Other species out there

That you and I will never live to meet.

Every hardship that we face,

Doesn't matter.

Whether it be losing a loved one,

Getting a horrible illness,

Financial issues,

Or being bullyed and picked on,

It.

Doesn't.

Matter.

It doesn't effect anyone

But you,

And the few people involved.

Maybe,

If you get noticed,

Your story gets put in the paper.

Is on the news.

But then you'll be forgotten soon enough.

Your 15 minutes of fame

Will soon be over.

But,

Chances are,

No one will notice in the first place.

Last but not least - Four - Void (EMO WARNING XDXD I'm actually still proud of this one but still.)

I stare deep

Into the void.

The hole where my soul should be,

Dark ooze pouring from the wound.

It's been ripped out of my chest

By the voices in my head

That escaped

During my nightmares.

It's a horrifying sight

Yet,

I can't look away.

While it's frigheting,

It intrigues me.

So I stare

And stare

And stare

Until my eyes water

And I have to blink.

I quickly close and re-open my eyes

But the void is gone.

But it's still there.

It's just hidden by the smile

Plastered on my face.

But it's fake.

And that void will be back

Sooner than anyone thinks.

I think there's some typos in these but there's no red line under them sooo idk how to fix them lol. Soo, yeah, first post on my new account is stuff that I didn't post on my other one. Great. *Sarcastic*

Hope yeh enjoyed my cringe stuffs. BAI, DON'T JUDGE MEHHHHHHHHHHHHHH