Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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I keep sitting here in pieces
Not expecting you to read this
But I wish that I could say something to you
Walking round in circles
Trapped inside these four walls
And there’s nothing in this world that I can do
Wishing you could see me
At the very least you’d see me
Thinking I’ll forever be insane
Beautiful music dreamer
Apollo drawing nearer
Could you just be somewhere I can see?
You’re so very very busy
I know that you’ll miss me
If only you could spend some time with me.
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I don’t trust anyone
Even looking with a heart open
Is it open?
Or is it covered and hidden away?
Is it hidden away?
Or is it out here and bleeding where no one can see it but they could see it if they so happened to push any number of correct buttons.
I want to trust someone with it but it’s so battered and bruised
Who would want something like this?
I’m sure any other would do
Still waiting for someone to say the right thing
Or a daylight calling from you
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Am I just mimicking human interaction?
Is there any real reason or attraction?
Is it just saying words to fill the space?
Looking over the answers before masking my face?
I just want to find someone
Who’s still here when the day is done
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Did I imagine it?
Maybe my reality is twisted
Maybe I made it up
Maybe I’m delusional
My reality never matches anyone elses
People don’t make the same connections I do
Maybe it’s all in my head
Maybe I’m just dreaming again
I don’t really know him anyways
I don’t know anything about him
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Who would sit here and watch with me
As many films as we could from Ghibli
And welcome all these little friends
Support me when the day ends
Who could love me with out it ending in pain?
All of the love I had was in vain
Is it all right to only wait for that spark?
Am I supposed to somehow reshape my heart?
And higher, desire, and fire
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He kept me awake again last night
Another song stuck in my mind on repeat
Singing about never ever ever
Getting over her
And I just lie there awake wondering why?
Of all the songs that happened yesterday
And that song didn’t even happen
Would it be a miracle?
If she just so happened to do the exact same thing and hecked off to do her own thing?
Does she even know how beautiful he is?
I wonder.
No wonder,
I don’t know a thing.
But the songs keep coming
Glimmering