Poetry

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

  • You get what you deserve

    Every song singing thus is removed

    You only get what you give

    Disappears into the void too

    What goes around don’t come around

    Begins to sound more and more true

    What you give doesn’t come back to you

    It makes me cry

    Forces tears to my eye

    The unfair

    The wrong

    The pain of another person saying

    Whatever you have you deserve it

    And looking around the life living

    Wondering why no matter how I try it always comes back to make me want to die

    I’m screaming

    Please help me live

    And what I get

    Is truly the opposite

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  • I miss you in the moments it doesn’t happen how it should

    In the moments left floundering

    Like a ghost you’re over my shoulder

    I see my moment

    Think of yours

    I miss what it could have been

    The moment

    Moments lost

    I miss you

    I miss the roads left untravelled

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  • Nowhere to turn

    Lost and alone

    He’s using me

    He’s using me

    Can’t escape

    Can’t make up the change

    Drowning and he’s watching

    Drowning as he’s watching

    Can’t imagine what it would feel like to be loved anymore

    All I see

    All I see

    Is this wasteland infront of me

    No one to save me from the beast

    Who sleeps next to me

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  • The feeling of a missed hand

    Be it a held one, a hit one, or a shake

    The feeling in your chest when you miss a hand

    That drop just below your breast bone

    The clench

    The discomfort you hide

    The loss you leave behind

    One thousand thousand trespasses forgotten in the wind

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  • The day to day that won’t just make it better

    The activities around exist in a vacuum where they will cease

    Cease and shine no more

    Through the grey

    Nothing wrong

    Nothing right

    Nothing right

    Enjoyment is something for other people to experience

    I whisper as I continue living this life

    Chosen without knowing how choosing changes or doesn’t change everything

    There’s no choice now

    Another day will melt away

    Empty

    And welcome the next

    As empty as the first

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  • Waiting around for the night time to come

    It’s like waiting for the colour to bleed out of the world

    Waiting for darkness

    Waiting for your big shiny light to chill out for a damn second

    So you can see several thousand more big shiny lights

    They’re not so shiny

    So tiny in the far far away

    All that the day has is clouds who won’t fall

    All it has is stingy clouds

    All that has been is dry skies

    Wind

    Dry skies and wind

    Which is fine if you don’t live in a rainforest

    Daylight skies

    Disappointed and yet

    The clouds float by elsewhere to lie

    And I must be patiently waiting

    For the sky to meet my demands

    The first star I always see because I know where to look

    Oh darkness

    Sweet darkness

    This body has not had near enough of you

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