Poetry

This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.

  • I want to say I miss you

    But that just feels like manipulation

    I just want attention

    I so rarely have anyone’s attention

    And I think back to my medical file that says I was only trying to kill myself for attention

    I don’t think that was it

    But I’ve learnt that suicide doesn’t equal attention

    It equals solitary

    I just want to be perceived by someone

    Seen

    All alone

    On my own

    There was a joke meme where every girl you were into meant you were going to die alone

    But it wasn’t funny because it’s true

    It must be nice to be someone who can laugh about dying alone

    My tiny patch of the Earth that I’m borrowing

    Because I don’t make enough to own Earth

    And they all just think they own her

    Entirely by myself

    Constantly searching for something

    決して独りじゃない…か

    Oh Sun, who I can sit with today

    My only friend

    The only one who really knows me

    Sees my stupid mistakes and how I forever

    Repeat these moments in my head like

    Sometimes I think I’m just not fit for human consumption

    I wouldn’t be alone if I was a good person

    Right?

    And I don’t know what to fix because they keep these shopping lists of things I’ve done wrong

    And it was never with any intention to be

    Anything really

    But if there’s no one here then it’s me

    It feels very isolating to have no flock

    Karma seems

    Unbalanced

    If I’m paying for things I did

    That I already learnt not to do

    Or if mistakes I made as a stupid child

    Are biting me now decades later

    I see in my past things that I’ve done

    Excluding others

    And think, sure, I deserve to feel excluded because of it

    But I deserved it when I was doing it

    Not now when I wouldn’t do it

    Right?

    And if I’m being punished for my past life, again,

    You’ve taken someone, wiped them clean, and said

    You who has no recollection of anything are still at fault

    Humans seem to be intent on divine punishment

    Yet we’re the ones who dreamed up this hell

    Death is terrifying

    The idea of not being

    I don’t know if I’m more afraid of death or the looming decades of solitude

    I really do try to hide the things they hate

    I really have tried to change

    But change means nothing with no one to see it

    You let me go into solitary confinement

    I spread my wings and fell to the ground

    Flightless bird with no flock

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  • Landlords

    Buying things they can’t afford so someone else will pay for them.

    Taking up housing that could have been for other people

    Pissing and moaning when their exploitees refuse to pay their mortgage

    Yes I can afford my expenses without it

    But I’m so stressed

    I am so very rarely on the side of people exploiting others

    I’m sure I have been in the past so I won’t deny I have been

    And the apparent only way to get by in this world is by stomping on others

    I’d say I can’t blame them, but I can

    I can blame everyone

    If we’d just refuse to play this stupid game

    The only problem is it would have to be some significant portion of humans that refused to play

    And just me going on strike would accomplish nothing

    No one would miss me if I stopped showing up

    I wonder what the world would be like if we gave it another go?

    A different way?

    I’m not saying I know the answers

    I’m just saying this is wrong

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  • Little Red Pig

    My god the torment you just put me through

    And you came out from your somewhere

    I genuinely wonder where her somewhere was

    While I was hosting daymares of my baby asphyxiating in a bag somewhere

    She was somewhere else

    Being fine

    I’m glad I wrote my feelings

    I’m leaving them there

    I’m going to show them to my therapist

    I want them to know where my mind goes when I do something truly wrong

    Avy,

    Red,

    My beautiful baby

    What torment you just put me through

    I would like to formally apologise to the universe, who I was not kind to for three hours

    Universe you sit by while I berate you and, as far as I can tell, do not exact revenge

    You probably laugh

    And then think

    It’s a good thing they can’t hear me laugh at them

    Cosmic laughter

    Yes I imagine some watchers were watching like

    She’s right there!

    Wherever there was

    No, but, like, really?

    Where did my guinea pig go for three hours?

    100% my brain was like

    You were cleaning, she got in a garbage bag, she’s gone, she suffocated, you’re also garbage and belong in the garbage

    Jesus, man

    Well, also,

    Thank you Chester

    Or the thing that pretends to be Chester

    A cried for help and you, once again, were that voice in my head to not jump to The End

    Which I wanted to immediately

    You’re the unfortunate strength in me to just keep swimming

    Even though that’s Dory’s line

    何と無く

    Don’t jump to the end before reading the last chapter

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  • It really is just a simulation to see if I’ll kill myself isn’t it?

    This one

    I don’t know how I’m going to recover from this one

    I don’t know

    Some sick twisted person wrote this

    My life

    And I tried to make it better

    All good intentions have paved my way to hell

    I need to stop having good intentions

    My baby is gone

    Red

    Avy

    My love

    I’m so sorry

    Sorry will never be enough to make up for me

    Continuing to exist and not you

    May the dust kill me

    I deserve worse

    It’s when you’re standing at the back door in the aftermath

    Realising you deserve every terrible thing that has happened to you

    Reverse karma

    I paid for this

    I deserved it

    But she didn’t

    She didn’t

    First death of the year and it’s hers

    When I had a feeling she wouldn’t be with me long I had no idea

    No idea

    And regrets

    Fucking regrets

    Hahaha man I really should just

    Just cease to exist

    The longer I exist more terrible things will happen

    I wish I could redo this day

    I’ll relive my entire life just so I can undo this

    I don’t deserve happiness now

    I never will

    Now I understand why I’m in isolation

    Now I understand

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  • I know I’m not a good person

    I make mistakes and then think about them for hours

    I try to be decent

    But who knows if I even make that mark

    Sometimes I just want to be included in something

    I’m never included

    Nobody wants me

    I’m supposed to have love for this world that has shut me out of community

    I’m supposed to understand them when they treat me exactly like I feel

    Like I’m something other than human

    Something off

    It’s not like this feeling came from nowhere

    It came from being shut out again and again

    They say it’s hard to be seers and then they all relate to eachother

    I guess that’s why I’m a watcher instead

    Just different slightly

    Not the same as anyone

    And I’m supposed to live like this

    What a joke this life is

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  • Humans man

    There is an entire parking lot to park in, but I’m going to park right next to you because you’re there so you’re in my way

    Make it make sense

    No, seriously

    This happens all the time

    I’ll put myself out of the way to vape or sit

    And people will suddenly congregate and give me dirty looks for being there

    What even are humans?

    Mall isn’t open by the way

    Store I work at isn’t open till I’m in it

    Not like I’m sitting in a full parking lot sitting in the spaces

    The entire lot is empty save a dozen cars and most of them are aways off at the store that’s actually open

    They just bewilder me

    It’s like when I’m on the bus with my walker and people try to sit in the chair across from me on the other side of my walker in the wheelchair space that doesn’t have enough room for two people and a walker

    And then they look all uncomfortable

    ???

    You sat there

    How dare I have a mobility aid in the mobility aid space?

    No one is making them sit there

    I have to

    And then the need to park next to the person with a walker so they need to move or it’s a safety hazard

    This need I’ve seen in able bodied people to make me have to move

    Or make me have to lift

    Or make me do things I can’t do

    What is it?

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