Poetry

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

  • If only something could be good for just once

    A right step

    The right place

    No cracked glass

    Tilted colours

    Could something be just right?

    Is it impossible in this possible impossible possibility?

    Couldn’t it fit perfectly for once?

    Can’t it just go how it’s supposed to?

    No kink in the plan?

    It seems to happen for others

    I wonder what it’s like?

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  • I just want someone to love me as much as I love you

    How does that make sense?

    Every night nightly at least there’s drugs or isn’t really

    He sees me

    And the darkness wakes

    Repeating

    If I had love perhaps my mind would stop

    Neverending the story just the same slightly different

    I dreamt of you

    I love when I do

    Did you miss her before you met her?

    Just icy eyes chilling my soul on fire

    I wish someone would love me the way I love

    Does no one know how?

    I wish you knew

    I love you too

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  • Lockstep with the sun

    Burning eyes

    Of tears translated from rays watching chaos

    Do you cry because it burns

    Or do you cry because its overwhelming sadness begins to consume you from the inside?

    When you look at him does he burn your eyes?

    Does he blind you for daring set a gaze upon him?

    Or is it so magnificent

    The eyes merely have completed seeing

    Everything is light

    And all the light touches is under his command.

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  • It’s melting

    I’m lonely

    I miss him

    I love him

    There is no going back

    There is no undo

    It’s better this way

    The tears falling down my cheeks as

    It’s melting

    All the thoughts swirling

    In meaningless whorls

    I know better

    I know better

    I love him

    It’s over and broken

    I know better

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  • They say we’re friends.

    But I watch in silence

    As they make plans around me

    Without me

    They say we’re friends

    Yet I remain invisible

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  • Flash forwards

    They aren’t the future

    They’re an anxious brain tick

    Tick tick

    Taking for a ride by the thought of

    But this could be

    It won’t be

    Only ever works out in completely different ways

    Dream me seems nice enough

    Tough enough too

    Sick of being sick

    Thought rollercoasters

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