Poetry

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

  • I wonder if I came alone

    Never found my people

    Just people

    They all go by the way side

    Different directions

    Different paths

    Faded away

    Never

    Sssynced

    Up

    Maybe I’m alone

    Alone

    Alonly the lonely survive

    The guitar cries

    Maybe I survive

    Says the siren

    Sings the song

    Never close enough

    Close enough

    Maybe I’m alone

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  • Does it hurt?

    Perhaps if I flit flying

    Away away from the pain

    Here the question repeats

    Does it hurt?

    More than words can describe

    The hole left in me

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  • How I wish I could be free of these moments

    Moments where I love him and I miss him

    And he said “I love you” too.

    What did it mean? Did it simply cease to exist in that moment?

    Where did all of the love up until then go

    I wonder

    Whispers in spoken violence

    I love him

    Love me not

    We must never speak again

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  • And it hurts because to think of the future

    But wasn’t that what just happened wasn’t that my future?

    I…

    And left to put back together the pieces

    Does the glue make it stronger over time?

    Such a bond so completely finished

    Just a snip

    But I miss

    But I wish I didn’t

    If I want a future now I have to make it

    By myself

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  • Pain, pain

    Go away

    If only it meant the weather could stay

    Why must you hurt me so with your shifts

    And your dew

    When I love you so much

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  • Managing finances with fibromyalgia.

    That was a joke.

    Managing to remember an important thing with fibromyalgia.

    That was another.

    It’s so much all the time for no reason and it sucks like a black hole.

    I’m just the galaxy trying to keep my light out of it.

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