{"id":24894,"date":"2020-04-16T13:11:53","date_gmt":"2020-04-16T19:11:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/aimsreview.aims.edu\/incite\/?p=24894"},"modified":"2020-04-27T11:54:04","modified_gmt":"2020-04-27T17:54:04","slug":"self-depreciating-title-27-by-dez-albrecht-sophomore","status":"archive","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/aimsreview.aims.edu\/incite\/self-depreciating-title-27-by-dez-albrecht-sophomore\/","title":{"rendered":"Archived: Self Depreciating Title #27 by Dez Albrecht (Sophomore)"},"content":{"rendered":"
Endless Sundays<\/span>\r\nThe day of work<\/span>\r\nYou know I'm hurt, the scars weep a story, and my pearly eyes hide my soul<\/span>\r\nBut, no matter<\/span>\r\nI'm workin'<\/span>\r\nIt doesn't matter than I'm hurting<\/span>\r\n\r\n-<\/span>\r\n\r\nThese rhymes<\/span>\r\ntry and hide<\/span>\r\nThe truth everyone doesn't speak<\/span>\r\n'cuz they think its their fault for feelin' this way<\/span>\r\nso they tell stories with scars<\/span>\r\nand hide away in bars<\/span>\r\nthe beer makes the mind numb<\/span>\r\nand makes the scars look like stories of triumph<\/span>\r\n\"I can't feel sad,<\/span>\r\nIf the beer makes me glad.\"<\/span>\r\nThen, inevitably<\/span>\r\nyou come down<\/span>\r\nand you're sad<\/span>\r\nThe pressure you hid from yourself with the toxic, bitter drink<\/span>\r\npushes on your skull with ten times the force<\/span>\r\nAnd you experience all the recourse of your actions<\/span>\r\nso you intoxicate yourself with shit, again<\/span>\r\nto repeat the cycle again, and again<\/span>\r\n'cuz your soul has a plan<\/span>\r\nyour mind just doesn't give a damn<\/span>\r\nIt wants to hide away in the dark<\/span>\r\nLet the storms grow<\/span>\r\nYou can just drown it away<\/span>\r\nBut, hey!<\/span>\r\nAt least you have a place to lay, and suffer.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<\/span><\/pre>\n
Biography: <\/strong>Well. Hi. I\u2019m Dez, and I write crappy poems. My view on poems are the same as almost anything in life: be honest and sloppy. Because of this, a lot of my poems are about my emotions, including \u201cNobody,\u201d and \u201cSelf Deprecating Title #27.,\u201d but if you are reading this, you\u2019re probably only gonna read one, \u201cNobody.\u201d This poem is about whatever the hell you interpret it as, but this is originally written simply to be about my own loneliness while everyone is around. That\u2019s why I used the grim reaper as the symbol; he\u2019s around thousands (Albeit, dead) people everyday, and everyone is scared of him. What a miserable existence.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
The \u201cfear\u201d shows up in my life as simply not sharing many interests with people at ECA. I ain\u2019t all that smart, either; I just work relatively hard.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
Art is meant to give the reader, viewer, or whatever else, their own understanding of a piece that resonates with them.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/span><\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Endless Sundays The day of work You know I’m hurt, the scars weep a story, and my pearly eyes hide my soul But, no matter I’m workin’ It doesn’t matter than I’m hurting – These rhymes try and hide The truth everyone doesn’t speak ‘cuz they think its their fault for feelin’ this way so… <\/p>\n
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