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