Poetry

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

  • I’m just a worrier

    A warrior

    Of worrying

    A champion?

    Worry worry worry

    Love is passing me by

    It just passed by

    Did you see it pass by

    Passerby

    As it does

    There it goes I suppose it was wonderful while I worried while it lasted

    Come and gone like the perfect storm

    It’s just putting them there for the effect of the effect

    Is it sarcasm or heartfelt

    Who knows anymore

    No one knows anymore

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  • This means war?

    This Means War?

    As of course as soon as I think of him he exists times the times since the moment I came for

    What

    God Joshua your songs make me scream at ghosts

    Never ever ever never

    Imagine seeing I can see I never get to know what being loved feels like

    If only I had some dew of me I could put on people’s eye lids

    Shakespeare

    God you’re weird

    This means what?

    Lover from another

    Time

    Who appears to be speaking directly to me

    Stop it you cad

    Why do I feel I’ve just opened an entire box of desperately loving

    Yet another lover

    Written in pages

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  • These daytime nightmares are wearing me down

    This should would could haven’t won’t never just keeps going round

    The thoughts of having thought of sleep because it’s there

    Only ever do I remember it having been there in the darkness the dark place the dream space the only world I understand

    Never had I thought perhaps it wasn’t worth a closer look I merely never would without being told to

    I’m running out of time to have a happy life my days are numbered and they’ll end

    When they do will it be without having known

    What a real ending looks like

    Any good one

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  • Lucky him

    Lucky you

    Wrapped up in blue

    And never to be seen before under this sun the darkness does fall

    With heavy sighs and lost breaths I see the solidarity of being together

    When no one has cared or would in the reality of it

    And when true happiness grace the eyes and ears of others does wanting it not taint my own heart?

    And following the pain of having nothing to say back

    When there could have been if not for something I will never know

    To have a feeling of wanting that which has not only not been granted but not offered

    Within this eternity wracked and filled with this emptiness I feel would wanting it not just make me darker?

    The purple shed to give way to the black hole left within

    Without him

    But lucky her lucky him

    I never get used to losing the win

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  • Please be true,

    Please be true,

    Please be true

    My only words for you

    Spoken empty in a dark place they resonate

    Words that can’t do anything alone

    Everything and more

    If there would be could be anything good to come it would be you

    Silent in the face of thinking you’ve found it

    Maybe this time you’ve found it

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  • Oh dawn riser

    You’re the view of him from the ground

    Oh dawn riser your laughter is twisted and right

    Dawn riser you never can quite tell the truth

    Tell me truly, is it weird I like you?

    Can the heat of the joker trickster laughter

    Is he having fun?

    While you keep your mouth running like a gun

    But I know I can’t

    Know I can

    Love without trusting

    Empty backwards plans

    Dawn riser

    I see you rise

    Just do that

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