Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
-
How it feels to be alone
You throw up, you wipe it up
Lying in a state of sick
Wishing there was a kind hand
A cool wash cloth on your forehead
Something nice said
You’ll be alright
In the silence
When you’re alone
There’s no one to see how sick you feel
Only your sickness to keep you company
Trying to convince yourself it’s not as bad as you think it is
And once it’s gone it’s like it never happened
A blink in time
I wish I wasn’t alone
No comments on -
Hey
Do you feeling it in your skin?
Hey
Dragging secrets from within
Scrabbling and scribbling
Ripping in insanity
You taste it
Not quite taste it
It could be good
It could be great
Just one more taste
Just one more taste
Throw the fire and the money in
It comes from within
Crawling in your skin…
It’s not a pretty tale
To whisper into ears
The way it becomes the shape of you
But your shape is never the same
-
I feel like I’m gasping
For air
But it’s not air it’s
Social interaction
Can we be together?
So far apart
It doesn’t measure
The distance of our hearts
If far apart you be
Together you can hold
The threads of fate connecting
Red, silver, and gold
-
I ping them
Ping them like it’s a full body thing
Tingles and all
Sex?
Yes, sex, but I like your song
Oh yes right
I wonder which one it is?
Which one is most curious?
Not that anyone else would understand
I think they like me
-
Hmm they locked it
Threw away the key too
Well now I have nowhere to mutter to myself quietly
How outrageous
Guess you can’t call a bitch a bitch anymore
That aside
What is the reason for the mumbling
Is it to clear the head?
Now we will have to mutter elsewhere
-
I cry
I cry and they tell me to stop
And I cry more
I cry because it hurts
They say I’m being manipulative
But I can’t stop it
They say I’m unbalanced
But I try so hard to stop it
I can’t control
Stab to the heart
They overflow
They say I’m trying to do something
But I know crying fixes nothing
Yet there it is again
Why does crying make me a villain?