Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Will I ever love anyone like I love you?
Will I ever love anyone who loves me?
In my mind all the time
Mere words away from bubbling to the surface
I’ve tried so hard to forget but I still feel the same
Tried to tell myself he’s happy now
Writing sappy fulfilled love songs about their happiness together
This might be where the music leaves me
Where I’m not welcome anymore
Will I ever write 2000 poems for someone else?
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I wonder if I’ll ever be loved
Not like how friends and family love me
Like be loved
By someone in love
I try so hard not to count the days of my life that have gone by
And I still have come so far without having experienced what it feels like to be loved
By all accounts I am probably past or near my midlife.
Still no one has loved me
Don’t worry I’m not oblivious
I am a fat ugly crazy person
Maybe love just isn’t for me
Love is something other people get to experience
I wish it was though
I wish love was for me
Maybe they’d love more fiercely than I do
A daydream
I wish love was for me
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I just wish I had someone to talk to
Like what I imagine having a best friend would feel like
I don’t even want to talk about the waves crashing over me or the undertow threatening to pull me from my feet just
How was you day
Let me hear your complaints and your joys wrapped into your experience of the day
But there’s no one here
No one who can speak anyways
I feel so locked away and suppressed
I just want someone to speak something to
But people always go their ways
And no one really thinks of me that way
So I’m stuck battling the waves alone
Whirlpools forming around my ankles
Just trying to keep my feet on foot
And once again I face it alone
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It’s settling so sinkeningly sweet
This madness that doesn’t make a peep
It taunts me so subtle and so sly
With words that make me scream and cry
I can’t control it
It’s just a feeling setting in
It’s like the dawning
Of the darkness fading in
I do not want it here I wish it away
If I could only find the words to say
To make it empty
Something to fight the endless
Feeling like I’m going to die
Without a single thing
To make the thoughts come ring
They come screaming in my head don’t scream
I want to go back to the days
When I wasn’t locked away
Back to feeling like I’m something brand new
But now my mind plays tricks on me
Says things I rather wouldn’t see
I wish I had someone to talk to instead
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When I see others feeling othered I want to reassure them that they are fine how they are
But I don’t think I would listen if someone said it to me
Trying to feel fine as I am is such a difficult process
I feel so different
I’ve never seen anything like me
But if they are fine how they are
Then considering I am the only one not suitable
Would make me exceptional
And I’m not exceptional
I am not special
I feel like the only one of me
Nothing quite gets through
But I know without a doubt the only you is you
And you are beautiful
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It’s okay I’m completely sane
Sane like all the other people and I’m trying not to take the ball that doesn’t belong to me
And it’s simply terrifying because my mind goes
Just goes
Oh my god I was worried about some time loop
Stop
Breathe
There’s a madness in me unlike anything
That spends all it’s time trying to figure out
It
The answer
To the question
And at first I thought the question was Who do you love?
And then I thought the question was What is love
But the closer I get to this question
Because I need to know the question to know the answer
My mind goes
And I wrote to answer the question
And the closer I get to the universe the closer I get to some of either the best sex ever or the worst pain imaginable
Or both at the same time
I can’t read my own work, it drives me insane, so slow down a bit probably.