Mikie Writes Poetry


They say happiness is like a drug
I look at it like some annoying bug
Preferring to suck and drain me
As I swing wildly trying to get it
But it just buzzes around
Letting you know it’s there
And constantly out of reach.
It’s crazy to think what I’d do
If I caught it.
After trying so long
I really wouldn’t want it.
Instead I think I’d crush
The life from
It’s glittery-winged body
And sit in a hush
while happiness drifted away.
Ba-bum Ba-bum Ba-bum
It gets quieter, quieter, quieter
Ba-bum Ba-bum Ba-bum
Watching life flitter away
As things get darker
Almost gone….

It’s gone
No more annoyances
Isn’t that happiness?


Mikie Writes Poetry

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Lost in a Wednesday
Not Sure if it’s much different from the next day
Don’t lie and tell me what is OK
Cause the world is about to lose this fray

That’s right, as I’ve told
It’s me against the world,
And No, I’m not bold
But in fact quite the Coward

Too afraid to step in time
Too Afraid to break this rhyme
Everything I want could be mine
But I’m too Afraid to be happy this time

No, I can’t face my real foe
So I take on the world
Facing it, Toe to Toe
Never going for the Gold


Mikie Writes Poetry


Lost In a Void
Neglected and Annoyed
By All the Pretty People
The ones who sit High in their Steeple
and Ignore the “Little Guys”
The “Mishaps” and “Unfortunates”
Us “Losers” in Their Eyes
And Indeed, We Aren’t
As you might suggest
For When it Comes to Talent
We’re, of course, the Best
Let them Point their Fingers
And Laugh till they die
Because in the short future
You see, You and I
Will all be great Men and Women, and Sigh
Because beneath all of Them
Lies A pain that will never Die

Mikie Writes Poetry


Everyday, I’m told something about the world

The way it’s supposed to be

The way we ought to see

How things go

To make sure we don’t slow

Down the process

And make sure we don’t obsess

About how we want things

About all our feelings

Why can’t we get it our way?

Why is it that we all gotta sway?

Sway like leaves in the wind

When society says we cannot win.

Winning is one of the easiest things

Things the world doesn’t teach

Teachers help us to lose

Lose like we like it

It just hurts to be a winner.

Cause “winning isn’t everything”

Which is exactly what you’re told

When things start to go your way

Just so you can be “ok”

When that day finally comes.

How dare they?


Just a little ranting and ravings from medon’t know where i was going with that, but meh. I have been meaning to put more of these things on here anyways.

Mikie Writes Poetry


Lost and confused

Dazed and abused

I look around to see the colors

And I’m blind to them

Things I saw before

Aren;’t there anymore

What has happened?

What has changed?

A sea of grey

Is all I see today

There are no colors anymore

When Everything’s the same

Nothings Fun, Everything’s Dull

It makes me want to put a bullet through my skull

You laugh because I’m different

You laugh and think that I’m laughing with you

But my reasoning Sufficient

And I pity You

I laugh cause you’re all the same

And I if I didn’t i’d go insane.

What’s wrong with you’re life?

When My triumph become your stryfe?

What’s wrong with me

When you plight is all i see

Everything’s the same

The colors are all gone

This has all become routine

And my life is but a yawn