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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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