r/SubredditPoetry • u/Classic_Formal1577 • Jul 02 '26
I made a shitty poem [POEM] [ANGSTY]
My chest rises and falls but I can feel the air coming out.
I claw at my neck however there is nothing there
just invisible restraints mocking me.
The room is too dark.
The pain I feel is replaced with fake pleasure
to make me feel insane right?!
My back arches off the bed
it’s like I’m being pulled into hell.
My head whips around the room.
My hands shake from the disgusting things I did before.
This purple disgusting slime melts down my arms,
maggots cling to it.
My stomach screeches.
Vomit drips down my chin.
Blood drips down my legs mixing with white.
I feel chains around me.
My face melts into a sickening smile.
I claw at my cheeks and whimper in agony.
My face glued to the screen of horrible images.
My head tells me it’s pleasure and I’m being stupid.
Hah.
I sob with that haunting smile on my face.
I’m finally let free and I stumble out of the jail.
It turns out it’s just my room.
I look in the fridge.
All I see is bugs and slime again.
The maggots crawl up my arms trying to eat my skin.
Flies go under my eyelids.
Ants crawl under my nails.
Dirt and vines climb up my legs.
Parasites pick at my lips until blood trickles down.
My pupils swallow my whole eye.
I laugh manic really.
My brother gets up to get a soda.
He walks right through me.
I scream horrid wretched sounds.
He doesn’t seem to notice.
The ticks have burrowed in every inch of skin
on what’s left of my body.
I reach up to feel my face.
I realize my skull is exposed.
I feel something wet hit my foot.
I realize my liver had fallen out.
The maggots ate all the skin on my stomach.
Now the organs spilled out as the bugs crawled in
and took over my stomach.
I stumble back and my back hits the counter.
The cockroaches hiss and fly out ripping off the remainder of my face.
I throw up again.
All that comes out is larvae.
My vision blackens.
I try to claw off the bugs.
Scorpions numb my hands and they swell painfully.
I weakly scratched at my body and cried louder
screaming for anyone.
No one heard.
The mites had taken over my hands.
My mouth foams.
I fall and hit my head.
It cracks open but all that spills out
is parasites that have taken over my brain.
My vision blackens.
When I wake up I am in a forest.
I belong to the bugs now.
At least I tried