Poetry

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

  • 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

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