Poetry

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

  • Lying in bed

    Wishing the world would melt

    Lying in bed

    Trying to imagine the pressure pain is pressure love

    Trying to imagine his arms around me

    Trying to imagine safe and at home

    Trying to scream in my mind that I know it’s not real

    Mind dancing away because it’s sad

    I’ve loved

    But you aren’t here

    Hawk just flew into a tree

    A Red Hawk just flew into a tree

    Why did that automatically capitalise?

    I’m afraid of what wants to keep me here

    Because if I have to stay I’ll never see you tonight

    Or ever

    Everything’s so wrong

    Scratch scratch

    He’s a cat

    What do you want me to say, asshole?

    That’s your new nickname we decided on it

    You don’t get mage.

    He does.

    Imagine that

    Imaginary boy wins

    If I could just see you

    But I don’t want to be alone

    Why do you think he came?

    Enter the park.

    It feels like night today.

    Why won’t they leave me alone?

    This is my kingdom come

    When I begged for it never to

    The demon inside is someone I love idiot

    Before you

    Odd eh?

    This came on yesterday and I was wrapped into your arms but it’s such a short song it’s always gone before I want it to

    Don’t get too close

    I love you please hold on

    You were him for a second

    Because in searching for him I found these pieces everywhere and I

    I wish I hadn’t woken up

    I wish I hadn’t woken up

    Hermes is whispering but I don’t want to talk to him

    They tricked me love

    They tricked me I wanted to go to you

    Fate is a fucking bitch

    Fate is a fucking fucking fucking bitch

    One two three follow me

    Monsters who keep me from happiness

    I wish I’d died in my sleep

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  • I told you the longer it went on the worse it would get

    So it goes

    On and on and on and on

    Lalala I can’t hear you over the

    Sound of my tears

    In years of years

    Don’t fucking tell me this isn’t what it looks like

    Or

    Try to understand

    Or

    Sometimes goodbye is a second

    Fuck you

    Fuck you

    Never run out of second chances

    Fuck you

    Don’t take him away and replace him with

    SIGH

    WHO’LL BE MY MONTI

    FUCK YOU

    Don’t take him away and replace him with

    In every heart there is a

    Lie.

    Lie.

    Lie.

    Lie.

    Lie.

    Fuck you for putting

    ~the way your words hang in the moment suspended when~

    Fuck you

    Suspended

    HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA

    FUCK

    YOU

    And how fucking could you

    How could you?

    How could you put

    That song after it

    How could you?

    How could you let this happen?

    How could you do this to me?

    How could you be so cruel?

    How is this how it goes?

    How is this how it goes?

    How could you let him do this to me?

    The narrator is so mean

    Whoever is making this all happen

    Is so mean

    And then I say

    I want to live on this planet alone

    And along comes a list of all the people who are wonderful and

    Guilt

    I fucking know okay?

    I don’t want anything bad to happen.

    Twenty seven

    And twenty three

    Are the same number

    If seven got smashed in the stomach and three is a picture of it being pushed back by the blow.

    You didn’t have to tell me about the fucking tsunami there was water everywhere

    For weeks

    Fuck off

    So C-

    Fuck off.

    Dad had a backdoor to the company he left me just incase the evil that was never spoken of came back and tried to kill me and he had to break in the secret back way to take the company back from the evil I accidentally let in

    Dreams are

    So much fucking better than reality

    Don’t fucking try me on that one.

    Life is not worth living.

    Dreams are all I live for.

    They’re all I lived for before I discovered ★Optimism★™

    And they will be here long after you’re

    And he keeps making these little slips like

    Oh look at me I’m depressed

    Let me bring up my ★Legacy★™ and about how I’m going to be gone

    Again and again

    Covert depressed mode engage

    Here’s twenty pictures of my dogs instead of me

    Oh no I should be worried again

    And nice to him because I may

    ★Hurt His Feelings★™

    Meanwhile in Hell

    When I die

    Can I just dream forever so that I never have to live through this again?

    Can I die tomorrow?

    Please.

    I’m so tired.

    I can’t fix it and I’m so tired.

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  • But everything was supposed to be about

    Shut the fuck up

    You said no

    Now it’s about whatever the fuck I feel like

    Every single word that came out of my mouth was coerced by ★optimism★™

    Don’t ever fucking bother with me

    I’m worthless and useless and I’ll stay with my god damn dream man because no one here exists

    They’re all just fucking copies of one another

    And no one here bothers

    And no one here cares

    And I’m fucking done giving away parts of myself in hopes that someone will love me

    No

    I write because if I don’t

    Dorian’s a slut

    Fucking relevant graffiti

    I can’t do it

    Write in silence for silence returned

    Fuck it

    The music is getting awful again

    As it always does

    Thanks for fucking ruining my morning Trench

    At least someone loves me even if it’s a fucking figment of my god damn sleeping imagination

    ★Optimism★™

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  • Shit happens

    Grumbling whispering muttering

    Fucking alarm took away my chance to see you before I had to wake up

    But I was fucking looking for you

    Which is funny because I’m fairly sure I have little control

    But I found you for a moment

    Always you get so salty

    Don’t be mad at me or whatever for what I do during the day it’s not real.

    This is just an unwelcome interruption to when I can see and feel you

    Fuck off Trench this isn’t about you

    I’m deleting all of his songs one by one again because I don’t feel like putting in the effort to erase him

    But every time he comes on I want to break stuff.

    I miss you beautiful man

    Haven’t I told you over and over that it doesn’t matter what you look like I’ll find you?

    The only consolation is that if I stay I can dream of you

    But fuck reality

    Fuck it

    The in-between.

    Whatever the purpose of this bullshit is.

    At least I can see you for seconds sometimes.

    What a fucking disappointment life is.

    I miss you.

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  • Dear, my beautiful,

    My baby my love my one my only

    No.

    You don’t need rings to be beautiful.

    You don’t need rings to call in syrup and honey

    You don’t need rings

    To

    Yes

    There is the same delicious part of me that will wear your ring for my entire life

    So at least in my existence

    I will never have to worry that the rings will fall off because we both know even

    Even the worst that could happen couldn’t make me love you any less so

    The sun’s crying again

    Is he crying from laughter or sadness?

    Why is it always the same with him

    Like somehow I’ve done something that struck him straight through the heart

    Like I’m to blame for having no idea what he wants

    No

    I can’t see him he’s over there so why

    Worry

    Why do we worry at all

    Or

    Don’t panic

    Whatever

    I still get songs stuck in my head I just can’t listen to music

    Music makes me want to kill myself

    All music makes me want to kill myself

    So whatever the sun

    I say good morning I say goodnight I say I love you I say I care I saw blah blah blah bullshit about how important you are to me

    Your fucking

    Music

    Makes me want to kill myself.

    So hang up you’re done.

    Flinch.

    lol

    Everything is soooooo funny.

    Nothing is worse than knowing that no matter what I do everything is just

    Going to be the same all over the planet

    Like I know the whole who’s to say what’s better or worse bullshit

    Do you think they ever realised the answer was

    The people who are fucking dying?

    The people who are starving?

    The people who are suffering?

    Like

    I don’t know I’m just a ★Crazy★™ person.

    Do you know how hard it is to know that there are millions of people suffering and dying every day and there is not one spec of a thing not one specific thing

    I can do to help?

    How many times does the day have to end without knowing if I managed for one fucking day

    To make something better

    Anything.

    The worst thing is that it applies to literally everything

    Though

    Conscious

    Unconscious

    It’s all just the same day

    Same shit different day

    It’s the same fucking day just get rid of the bullshit

    It’s the same day.

    If I could spend the rest of my life on you I would.

    If I could spend eternity with you by my side I wouldn’t complain

    Neptune has rings and I love Neptune because of the connection to the ocean you silly fruit

    You’re a paopu fruit silly.

    Uranus has or had or something rings and I spend all day yelling at hime.

    I scream at myself

    Except accidentally the sky sorry mate.

    Love you.

    The moon got it so quick like

    I don’t know somewhere near

    Oh fuck what gender is Uranus and under

    Not listening to “IT DOESN’T FUCKING MATTER THEY DON’T CARE IT’S A CULTURAL THING THEY GET IT”

    Or perhaps around the point of what point?

    At least I feel less ill than she does

    I feel more sick though

    I had to take over early and she really wants to be there but I cannot let this entire gender thing just go

    Like

    Whatever

    They get it

    How do we explain how fucked up heads get without really explaining how fucked up heads are in general?

    Saturn I love you.

    Don’t be stupid. Don’t be absurd.

    Impossible

    You get it

    Max does need to relax he looks stressed as fuck too bad I’m just a fan who cannot possibly feel any genuine connections

    Why on earth would you just show up to anyone’s house?

    I was raised to think that is a strange thing to do.

    Holy fuck.

    I don’t understand.

    ~dontdoittofamouspeople~

    No

    Just don’t do it

    Don’t do anything

    Have you seen people?

    No.

    Just better to stay away and watch quietly.

    I love you because even though you know I can’t control the bouncing going out into nothing crap

    You wait

    Patiently

    Pointed look in the direction of Running Man

    I know you’re more patient than me

    I love you

    I have the patience of a satellite.

    I guess we all do.

    I guess we all thought that at some point or another

    That’s not even music you god damn

    Sometimes

    Crates and space and lobotomies

    I don’t know.

    Sigh

    It’s almost been a year since I was born on Saturn.

    Holy shit it’ll be a very merry unbirthday

    We have to do something if I’m still alive it’s fucking hilarious.

    Saturn I love you

    What do you expect

    I always

    Even that part that bites when I say that only does that because I’m so fucking angry that I’m saying this to a planet and not a person who I can hold and see.

    Saturn it’s been a year that felt like a year

    I’m almost a year old.

    That’s just funny to me.

    No, you’re right.

    Humans don’t live very long at all.

    I wish I could slow down.

    I love you because.

    There’s no reason.

    There never was.

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  • I need you to be a buffer between me and my pain

    I said matter-of-factly and you said

    What the fuck?

    And he said

    Yeah makes perfect sense

    And I said I know but they don’t know

    How endorphins work

    Sex is a literal fucking pain killer

    Like

    Fuck me it is the best fucking painkiller

    Hahaha

    Three laughing hags.

    Had I fucking known that

    I would be this sick

    I would have fucking given up this anime bullshit and been a class five fucking slut

    Fuck

    This sucks.

    This really sucks.

    Do you remember when we walked around all of downtown talking about wonders and shit

    How much I love him and why he matters so much and I had this

    This feeling like everything was going to be okay and

    Hedley was coming and they were always awesome and I thought I’d just written this like

    Really lovely thing about how much I loved people but then it sounded like it got preachy and I don’t really remember when or why

    And fuck

    Everything is so fucked

    Is that it?

    Like we get one and then

    You take it away?

    I just really wanted to go to Hedley with him.

    But when I asked him I thought he’ll never see it.

    Like

    Ever

    Who the fuck am I?

    But I was feeling all optimistic for some stupid fucking reason

    I’ll try real hard

    And be super kiss ass

    And quote his lyrics at him I’ll be an

    ★ORIGINAL★™

    Now it’s a quirk and I can’t stop.

    Do you remember why my brain was so fucked?

    Cause I don’t
    And I tried to pour every second of it into like

    ~positive energy of hope and hope and wonder~

    Sigh

    Very controversial

    I thought it would be cool

    I didn’t realise when I did it that it was something literally no one had ever done or that no one would ever say yes to something that looks like me

    Or that I’m invisible.

    But I thought maybe

    My god the panic

    It’s that other thing now

    Old memory

    I don’t remember the thoughts

    The feelings are clearer when I don’t muddy them with how I feel now

    So fuuuuucking optimistic.

    Cognitive something or other

    Retrieval during conversion during low energy mode while pondering.

    That’s what I’ve got of it so far anyways.

    What a fucking failure this entire…

    Whatever it was

    Epic fucking mistake

    Thinking I was ever good enough for him

    What a joke I was

    Fuck

    Christ

    What a fucking joke I was.

    lol

    No.

    Fucking Mars and Saturn and Loki and

    Hey bitches it’s a fantasy

    lol someone just messaged me on tinder

    GTG

    But like

    If I go

    And I just forget this all happened or you know

    “Forget” like I forget that I was molested or that I was emotionally abused or that I have crippling anxiety or that I’ve cried almost daily for this entire year or that I thought for some fucking reason that I had as much effect on the world as it has on me for one fucking second of my life

    Does it just like

    Cease to exist?

    Did I die for a year and get reborn a year later with no sense of trust and no sense of what love was supposed to be and no sense of belonging and no sense of direction and just entirely fucking

    Where I was

    But feeling like I’ve walked

    For miles and it’s in my spine and

    I might never be the same again because tick

    Tock

    No one

    No one ever called me

    And sometimes maybe

    Means never.

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