Poetry

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

  • I have to try to go home now

    You have to leave

    What a thing to say

    What a thing to say to someone

    But I only ever find home alone

    In the moments I am alone I find home

    In moments

    Always fleeting

    I feel at home for just seconds

    Or minutes

    Just never with anyone else

    And I want to go home you see

    So you have to leave

    But please come back because I hate being alone and this is the least alone I’ve been in years

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  • It’s no longer a dress rehearsal it’s no longer prep for distant futures it’s just

    Thinking of you

    Thinking of you and then thinking

    I’m in the wrong

    Because after all I just wanted to save you and you’re saved so where does my mind even go?

    What saving you is done

    How does it save you

    To think of things never coming never happening

    How far do I have to go before thoughts of you are gone

    I wish I could know

    How I wish I could know

    How to make these none premonitions go

    Why does it mirror itself

    Why can I not just forget you

    If I don’t love you?

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  • It’s better than it was it’s something else

    Something else so there’s no need to think of it or worry

    I wish I could stop thinking about this disgusting fantasy

    I wish you could hear my father say disgusting so you know what I hear

    All British disappointment and

    Dripped in poison

    I wish I could stop finding myself thinking of him and thinking we would be together

    Or even talking

    Or even thinking of him

    I wish I could stop it drop it roll it

    And then smoke it away like I wish I could drink it away

    Like I wish doing all these drugs made it actually disappear

    Seeing him and missing him and knowing she is out there missing him and she actually gets to stop missing him someday

    How my mind can’t handle how my heart hurts silently wishing them all the best through the tears I stopped shedding

    When my heart stopped beating

    When I stopped speaking

    With my heart

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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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