Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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It looks so sad in hindsight
Proclaiming my love for no one
Because in the end that’s all he is
To me
Because he’s not real
So whatever I felt was wrong
And you either laugh or you cry
Check out the sad, ugly, fat, non-binary person proclaiming their love to the super star
And he’s straight
So what am I?
It couldn’t be wronger
Clearly there’s no fate
And it was crazy
But he doesn’t like that song anymore
I wonder what he’d say if he got one word
I know what I’d say
I suppose he could say nothing
Here I am thinking about impossibilities again
The literal universe keeps us apart
And I can’t beat it
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Deep breath
Show you an unaffected me
Because it’s too deep
Too deep a hole
Don’t step into it
Better to just ignore it and plant signs
Do not cross
This is not a cross roads it’s a hole
There are no sexy demons at the bottom of the hole
Please stay away
And like a love song is going to help me
No one will stand with me on a mountain
Because I can’t hike
No one will bathe with me in the sea
Because
Well because there’s no one
I pulled on the string until I found the end
There’s no one attached to it
No one
But we’re going to be just fine
Because if that’s the way they’re going to play it
They’re the ones at fault not me
So Aphrodite can stop fucking laughing at me
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Ow
Like straight shot to the fucking heart
Ow
And how I want to smile and say
So fucking what
Who needs him
Take him
He’s nothing
And inside I’m screaming
Wrong wrong wrong
Because I followed all the street signs and read all the directions
And I ended up absolutely fucking no where
With no one
And nothing
And I want to smile
And run my nails through the walls
And say
Absofuckinglutely.
This is where I got
Of course I’m wrong
And the tears don’t mean a thing
Just that it hit right home
Of course you’re right
There’s no bigger rejection than absolute silence
It’s the truth
I was wrong
And I’m not worthy of him
Or anyone
I’m not
I just want to sleep
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Does cuing love true truly bring any one?
For many a times it would have been best
If only if only
Whoever is writing this novel
Do they see me?
Does anyone see me?
Love true
Who are you?
Where?
And wherefore?
Did I do it wrong?
The spells
The charms
The visualising
Just
Manifest it
They say
So where?
If it’s so easy…
Can I cue you now?
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What are you doing?
Where ever you are
Are you asleep beside her?
I’m really not far
Just find myself wondering
As the clock draws near
What it was that stopped you
Dislike or fear?
Did you even wonder
Did you even look
I wanted to meet you
So badly I’ve shook
Is it true?
That instead of see me
You’d rather drown?
Did you even see me?
Or am I still a clown?
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I know I’m not good enough for you
But she isn’t either
At this rate no one will be good enough
But you’ll still stay with her
She doesn’t treat you right
But you’ll think this is how you deserve it
You could have anyone you want
And you picked an abusive one
Is that my fault? At least she doesn’t hit you
But she’ll laugh in your face
And make fun of you
And you love this?
Masochists are so sad.
You’re so sad.