Poetry

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

  • I don’t know why

    It’s coming up again

    I don’t want to see this

    Stop coming up again

    But it’s only the truth

    And the truth can’t hurt

    What all he’s hurt

    The problem is he isn’t wrong.

    That’s the problem

    There are too many problems

    Too many letters

    How could you not see all these letters?

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  • As if he could ever see me

    Why keep trying

    Pointless.

    Just one word

    Don’t tell me you see me when I know you never will

    How much does it cost to meet you these days?

    Will I ever be good enough to afford to meet you?

    Just once?

    I asked for somebody to love and the universe gave me a man who tried to smother me with a pillow for crying

    Don’t ever ask for “somebody” to love

    I wish I could just reach out and

    It’s not appropriate to touch people you’ve never met

    Can I look at you?

    Or is that too much?

    Can I see you?

    Just for a second

    Just for a second…

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  • Sometimes I think about the family I had

    That loved me because they chose to

    That chose not to love me

    Because the queen of hearts said so

    Sometimes I think it was all my fault

    And sometimes I think it was all their fault

    And when I asked if I was hated

    I was worth nothing more than a vague response

    So were they even ever family?

    I don’t know what family is.

    I know I have a mom, but the feeling of family

    I miss the feeling of family

    I don’t know if I deserved this

    But this is what I have

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  • How are you?

    I know you’re busy

    Could you tell me how you are?

    Cause I’ve been wondering

    And I know you aren’t far

    But I keep wondering

    Just wondering

    How you are

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  • When the tears fall

    Does anyone feel me?

    Does anyone feel the hole in my soul where you’re missing?

    Do they feel how it tears me to pieces?

    Am I truly alone in my sorrows?

    Am I alone in my longing?

    Pulling every piece of myself apart

    Trying to find you somewhere within

    Without a compass to guide me

    Without your hand to guide me

    Who are you?

    Why do you torment me with wanting you?

    Who do you think you are just moving into my mind, my soul, my heart

    Another day another dollar I will never see

    Why I have to walk alone

    Why I have to be alone

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  • I don’t need to eat

    If my body doesn’t say I’m hungry

    I simply won’t feed it

    It must not need it

    Fat fat fat

    It could eat all that!

    Don’t need food

    It’s too much to ask of me

    There is something wrong with humans

    Not getting their energy from the sun

    It’s a defect

    I don’t need to eat

    And it won’t matter if I don’t

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