Poetry

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

  • I made it to 32.

    The nasty voices called me when I was 15 and I made it

    They called to me at 16, 17, 18

    Still I lived

    I made it to 20

    Never thought I’d make it this far

    Never saw a road beyond an end

    The voices called me when I was 27.

    Somehow I survived

    I’ll never know how I survived

    Saw 30

    Aiming for 40?

    I won’t let these feelings, these voices, these dark thoughts that are not me, pull me down into the deep

    Never thought I’d make it this long

    Every day is a bonus day

    Even when it’s heavy I still pull myself up just enough to breathe

    Just keep breathing

    Just keep breathing

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  • You should see what you’re missing

    Hundreds of thousands of reasons you should have stayed

    Besides your friends and family, whom I weep for in my heart daily

    So many lives touched

    I once heard suicide is a ripple

    A drop in the pond

    That spreads so far out into so many people you cannot fathom

    I tried to kill myself even after hearing it

    Now

    Now I see it

    Except it’s not just a ripple

    I see people being pulled in like a whirlpool

    Did you, in all your kindness, in all your gentleness, in all your wonderfulness, not realise this effect?

    Depression is truly a nasty little monster

    When all sense leaves the room I guess even your cats can’t save you

    But I had nothing and I told myself if I had something it would all be easier

    And I still have nothing, but I’m doing better anyways

    Because damn it I will not become a was

    Not until Death sneaks up behind me and covers my eyes and says

    Guess who?

    He’s always waiting. I feel him. I fear him. I still run to him when things get difficult

    I…

    How can you not be here anymore?

    How can you not be here anymore?

    Of every person on this planet

    You?

    There’s no answer of course

    Depression swallowed up all of the answers when it strangled the final breath from your body decades before it was supposed to be exhaled

    Chester were you there to help her?

    All these people that this disease takes from us

    All these ripples

    Such rough seas ..

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  • I love you, you know

    In April the flowers grow and I see them and think

    What’s he doing? What’s the weather like there?

    Is he home, is he happy, is he okay?

    I miss you like someone I knew once long ago

    Took me long to get back to wishing you well

    Every drop of jealousy another type of love

    I wonder what the point of writing is

    Until the day I die I’ll pour my soul out for you

    I made that kind of promise to a stranger

    Hi, it’s me, I’m strange

    I’ll love you forever

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  • Loss is so profound

    From there to not there

    Nothing is permanent

    But even with the knowledge the hurt goes on

    I wonder so wonderingly where do they go?

    If I ask my soul it says magical things

    Paradise and peace

    But my doubt comes in so quietly

    In this universe of chaos

    I wonder if it’s actually endless

    Has anyone seen the end of the universe?

    Nothing can be gone

    Physics said so

    Do they go to Elsewhere?

    I don’t know where they go

    But you feel them don’t you?

    In the moments you feel them right there

    Could we once more be in the same place again?

    I want to see you again

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  • Do you remember when?

    When childhood and wide eyes and firsts?

    I invite you to try to see the world through those eyes again

    See every forest like the first

    Every glance of the ocean as filled with wonder as if never seen before

    Style your outfit just a bit ridiculously because children do have the best sense of fashion

    That is no sense yet

    Still exploring

    Still finding

    Before you knew every corner of the map had already been discovered

    Back when there was an adventure in the tall grass of your own backyard

    Just try to see the world through younger eyes

    Less understood

    Less science

    More wonderment

    More imagining what the world could be

    It might take practice

    But children see the world how it was meant to be seen

    Try it

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  • Suicide

    Is not beautiful

    Is not ugly

    Is rather a sun that has collapsed into itself

    Its sheer mass lost in a hole so void

    Of blackness and destruction

    Of pain and hurt

    All the sorrow and pain you felt handed off to loved ones and people who didn’t even know they loved you until it was too late

    Why did you hand your pain to your loved ones?

    How could you choose to share such a thing
    And it consumes

    The void that grows as the sorrow flows into it

    The explosion reverberating into space

    Do other stars collapse in response?

    I won’t go

    You won’t have me

    I’ll stay here kicking and screaming I’ll drag him along with me through life

    Somehow I’ll defeat this beast

    No super nova, no black hole

    Can I claim a quiet death where people miss me with no shock or pain

    Just the knowledge I lived

    Can I ask you to stay with me?

    Just remember,

    No surrender

    We can get out of this alive

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