Wow me from yesterday you really weren’t doing well
You set us back 100 poems!
Nah, the baton has been passed
Yesterday me and today me
I fixed it
But it took a day to fix so
There’s that
And allegedly I’m not doing much better
But I just cleaned my house
Why don’t I get to feel accomplishment?
I finish something and so often it’s just okay on to the next thing
Do you feel that way too?
I’ve always wondered how we were similar
What drew me to you
Sweat dripping
But I did it
And I can’t check my heartrate right now, but it’s probably not great
Yes, thank you, Happenstance for making me do it
But damn all I feel is drained to the core
Also I broke my own internet
Yay me
It’s fine now
I’m just dumb
It’s probably like whiplash
How I can go from being an intellectual to being a complete airhead
Is the me who wants to give love to the world and accidentally falls over at random the same as the me who writes poetry essays on why society sucks?
Who probably also falls over at random you just didn’t notice
Sometimes the brain makes up for the body
How many people have I been in my lifetime?
I feel bad for me yesterday
I hope me tomorrow feels bad for me today
They say you can’t be an empath
But the world state affects me
I’ve been suffering these many last years
The world just being in turmoil
It just feels like it’s starting to win
The pressure
Exerting myself
Even when I’m so afraid I’ll disappear
The weight of the world
It’s crushing me daily
Reality is so awful
And I don’t know why everyone is going along with it
In this garden of dreams
Anything could be possible and yet they choose this
Anything
This space is so amazing
Yet they choose to suffer
Not viewed as people by the people who run everything
And I’m incapable of anything
I just can’t seem to find a way to make a difference
Screaming into the web
I wonder if the rain fell so passionately
Because it was crying for the lost children
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