Poetry

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

  • Resentment

    Cutesie hashtags be the one bell talks suicide awareness

    Blah blah blah

    All My Puny Sorrows collected in a little jar to throw into the wind and hope it finds a different shore

    Because I sure as fuck don’t want them

    It rhymes in my accent

    You didn’t know I had one until just then

    Don’t do it

    We love you

    Someone cares

    I

    Don’t believe it because I can’t anymore

    Don’t forget to call the suicide hotline and talk to your only friends

    They dropped everything for you

    You know what makes me laugh?

    You know what’s funny?

    They bought you a cake for your birthday and you decided to spend it infront of a train

    They didn’t buy me a cake for my birthday

    They didn’t know I went to the hospital

    They didn’t see

    Overdoses attempted hangings blood dripping down the drain

    There’s no trains on Vancouver Island

    Sometimes I stand on the tracks

    And think

    You fuckers you cancelled the train just in time for me to not be able to kill myself

    I’m still fucking here

    Sometimes I stand on the tracks and close my eyes and pretend the train is coming

    Sometimes I pretend the car isn’t going to stop

    His hand is on my arm

    He’s angry

    So am I

    I wasn’t supposed to be here

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  • My tears mean nothing to you

    I lie here screaming to the aether

    Sometimes

    Sometimes when it hurts so much

    I wish you could feel me crying

    I want you to feel how I feel

    And then I realise how terrible that is

    And I thought I’d have it all figured out by now

    But no one knows I’ve been crying

    And you’re meeting and greeting and flashing smiles all around

    And I could never afford to meet you

    And I told myself you’d love me so I wouldn’t kill myself

    It’s such a pretense I can’t pretend I’ll ever be good enough for you

    All for you

    And I think I’ll always

    Always wait

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  • If I’m crazy it’s your fault

    Snap

    Grumble

    Mutter

    Off doing your thing well because it’s who you are and I’m here floundering alone as usual

    Sometimes I imagine you call

    Sometimes I imagine we meet

    Sometimes I catch myself and give myself a shake and remember that silence is a form

    Of “No”

    友達だけでも

    知り合いだけでも

    No

    I don’t think I was prepared for this

    I wasn’t prepared to not be standing off stage while you sing your heart out to catch you when the endorphins wear off

    I wish I’d known you well enough to know

    How empty my life would be when you didn’t want anything to do with me

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  • I’ll be yours forever*

    *= As long as you’ll be mine

    As long as I can call you back, as long as I can smile, as long as I’m here, as long as my spirit flies through the spaces we’re so partial to.

    How can there be a discretionary

    Attaching asterisks and cautions

    I’ve wanted one

    I’ve wanted one because I was trapped between but when trapped between the between

    How could I think such things

    Here I was but I wasn’t willing to be alone

    Being alone is so hard but

    Here I am here I am

    Just my body to be split amongst those who will take it

    And my heart locked in a box waiting for the prince that will never come

    Because he wouldn’t

    And he’d scoff and say

    I’m no prince

    Wouldn’t you?

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  • Sometimes I feel this frustration

    I really thought I tried everything

    Everything

    And it still wasn’t enough

    But it’s never enough

    So much for the time of anyone’s life

    But I’m just talking to myself

    In an irony I remain unknown in the worst way

    I just wish I’d wake up

    Wake up and stop feeling

    Stop feeling with my heart

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  • I had a dream about you

    But I don’t remember

    But I don’t remember whenever I dream about you

    Because if I remembered it would hurt

    I would have to remember when I woke up what will never happen

    How in that moment he passed on by I wish I had seen him

    I wish my only chance to see him hadn’t been marred by the reality outside

    I wish I’d met him I wish

    I wish I’d had a second chance

    But chances don’t exist

    And I dreamt of you

    But what does that even mean to you?

    Nothing

    Nothing

    Just like me

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