Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Don’t run too far
Kno-o-o-o-o-o-ow
Just stuck in my head
You never
You never
You never
‘Cause I don’t owe you anything
End in tragedy
It hurts so much to thank you just the same
‘Cause I don’t owe you anything
Just get out of my head
Stay or go
Go go go
And don’t you know?
I would have gone if I could go
I’d rather die than be lonely
The surviving never live
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Old friend
Who?
No one
I don’t look like my pictures
It’s a bad thing
But I don’t know how I should look
Which face is it? Which face?
All I see is in the mirror and it lies
Didn’t want to stay awake so I took drugs
I have way too many drugs
Getting drunk is now a calculated decision to cause the affects on the side of the pill bottle
And I have to keep to the choices I’ve made
I’ve made
Blue on top
Purple in the middle and Green just below
Those who whisper in my ear
No particular order
It makes a good triangle
Trying displace the me who I don’t recognize that everyone says they see
They just have names because I’m so tired of the voices in my head and I can yell louder if they have a name
They said you can’t imagine volume of words
So I can
But the sun’s hand was on my face
That’s the truth
Metaphorically
I don’t want to show a face that isn’t mine
But every time I look it’s not the way it was supposed to go
It just goes the way it’s not supposed to go
Every time though
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You’d rather be hurting there than
Someone else
And even though I know
I know I’m not on the list
Even though I know
That there’s no chance no one or two
Before the book closes will I ever even meet you
Why wouldn’t you give me a chance?
And you say we all heal but in the decade between
Still you write about your queen
Then how could I heal from any of this?
Why am I the only one to miss?
Miss every chance and every last moment
Locked away so far away so close nowhere near where I wanted to be
And I know it won’t reach you
Because I’ve never been good enough for you
Not good enough to notice
Or even see through
No colours to show just greys and clear ink running through
I hope I don’t have to see any more of this
I hope I die and they live happily ever after
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I hear one thousand tiny ringing noises
The room suddenly faded like every sight was slanted
All the sound was so far away the sound of hands rubbing together like a cloth on the microphones
They’re fading they’re fading
What is it I felt
I do not know
I’ve never told
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This is when
I remember what happiness feels like
I’ve felt it so rarely and fleeting
But as the blanket of cold lies on the earth I feel
Happy
As the world whispers away around me I feel
Safe
I feel her like a warm cold weight
I am happy
For the first time in months
The best thing to happen this year
I’ve remembered what it feels like
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A visit
I wish she could stay
For days and days
But a visit is more than I expected
And everything I asked for
So many beautiful individuals created by a simple drop in temperature
Fleeting flitting little white faeries
She’s beautiful in her whispering breath,
The way she spreads so silently
The grace with which each piece of her falls to the ground
The way she’s so temporary
I wish she’d stay
I wish she’d stay but a visit is fine
A visit it wonderful
Lady Winter
I love you.