Elucidating Questions

Poetry

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

  • If you were to ask me now

    One year away

    I don’t believe in love today

    Like I did when I set out

    To find what I had been missing

    With faltering hands I believed in it

    But today is not yesterday

    And yesterday will never return

    And all I see now is a hole that it burned

    Powerful fire of belief in the word undefined

    Has since returned to ashes where it belonged.

    The question is moot.

    I don’t believe in love.

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  • I miss you.

    I still cry.

    There will never be something big enough to fill the hole you left behind.

    I think of you.

    It still means as little as it did before, but now you’re gone.

    I remember listening to you when I was so young.

    If only I’d known.

    I would have tried to stop you.

    Much like I tried to stop him.

    But, he was fine

    And you’re gone

    And I still think of you

    I miss you

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  • There is no where else I feel safe

    Not safe like Battle Symphony

    And if only you’d heard yourself

    If only you’d picked yourself up off the ground

    How I miss you

    And yet

    I hear this Battle Symphony

    And I know you’re right here

    And there’s nothing more I could want

    Than your face to still be real

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  • No

    I wish it was I wish it was.

    I’ve tried so hard. I’ve tried so hard, but hide and seek is my weak point. I cannot find you.

    I remember this and that. Not the moments that told the truth in tangibility.

    I think he does. I think he knows. There’s no other option he’s seen everyone else. Yet here I am.

    I know I miss you.

    I will never finish a story with no ending.

    Honestly there’s not a part of me that doesn’t need a week off with… anyone.

    I never know if it shines or if it consumes all light. The heart of a forever broken heart.

    The name used is never the right name. Oh how long it has been since I was, okay.

    I have not felt okay in so long. How will I ever not lie upon being asked, How are you?

    I’m waiting for someone who loves me. Even if I can’t be happy, I’ll take them.

    I am where I have been.

    I haven’t been.

    There is no other who it could be. It could be only him.

    Alone tonight alone. Simply because it doesn’t fit.

    A strange list of strange things for the strange man and his list.

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  • Don’t like hearing the music because it’s all so

    The same

    How to find inspiration within tapped minds run thin

    Can’t find a place to hide in when it’s crashing farther into the black hole.

    One day it will be one word.

    But how could the heart be left undone so long?

    When I know I don’t have one

    I won’t find it in a song

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  • Who the fuck are you?

    No, honestly.

    You keep showing up

    But there’s no way the one showing up is the one who shows up

    So tell me your secrets

    I know you’re a he

    What do I do?

    You’re my best friend

    And I don’t know you

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