365 Poems: September 19th, 2014


I’m a loser, okay?

I just know that it’s true.

I’ve got no one to love.

I’ve got nothing to do.

I am losing control

and splitting at the seams,

and some days with these words…

I don’t know what they mean.


But I try.

God knows I try.

There is so much in this world that I want to succeed in.

And I try! And I can!

But some days I fall short

and calculated plans fall apart…


because it’s not black and white

and it’s not calling names.

You cannot defy one

on their losses or gains

because I’m not a title

and I’m not the same.

Maybe I’m not a loser…


Maybe I’m not a loser.


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