Poetry

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

  • You couldn’t believe

    I can’t even comprehend

    Why my mind does these things

    I wish I could just but you’re so far away

    I’m afraid to love them

    I thought I could but they bite too hard

    I haven’t had any chances that faded

    But I know I don’t know what’s real

    And what’s not

    Even though it’s so

    I think of it and I want him

    Something something something

    Somehow

    I’d rather be with him

    The asshole

    What is wrong with me?

    Just talking to the rain.

    Somewhere far away calls but I don’t know how to answer

    Because the words change with time

    The lightning is striking

    I try to match the words to a voice

    When all my steps in faith betrayed me

    But even now I’m walking

    And I don’t know what the reason for any of the naturally even and parallel occurences.

    In pieces

    I wonder if you even think of me

    Because being told you’ll be got back to

    Never happens

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  • Still I’m trapped here

    There’s no sensible reason why

    I cannot find one

    I tried

    I tried

    I tried

    And I’m tired and I wish I hadn’t tried

    What is the world here for if this is it why does this all have to happen

    Why isn’t there a way to change it

    Just for one moment so I could see that things could be right

    I have to come up with a way to make living through the night worth it

    But there’s no chance

    Live continues wordlessly in agony and there’s no where to make it right

    It doesn’t matter what I do where I go what I say if I sing if I dance if I cry

    If I cut myself

    Try to bleed myself dry

    I

    Don’t want to be here

    I don’t want to live the life I’m living I never wanted to live the life I was living and being alive just

    Happens because I’m not dead yet

    I’m still waiting

    I still wish I hadn’t woken up

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  • We’re just

    Not

    Compatible

    He says sitting across from me with a sheet so white I wonder what he could possibly have written there

    Just not compatible

    He repeats I say

    I do not understand officer

    Can anyone tell me how I’m supposed to know what I’m looking for when I’ve never

    Been in a relationship that felt right even for a second my entire life?

    Never

    Because the ones I was in were never what I needed in the moment

    Nothing ever goes quite right

    They ruin everything

    I want somewhere where things just go right for once

    That’s it

    How hard is this for reality to grasp?

    Over here we’ve got beasts of excess

    And over here we have those who fight for their lives like animals

    And it’s their faults more than ours but it’s our faults too and being unable

    I’m sorry

    Unwilling thus unable

    To do anything

    Just makes it worse

    But you knew that

    That’s why this happened.

    Because it’s fun to watch and you’re a sick fuck who thinks tricking me with moments that lead to nothing over and over and over again

    Is fun to watch

    You only love me in the way a sick psychopath loves the image he created of his trapped victim “behaving”

    And you make me think like you because if I don’t I can’t handle it

    I can’t handle knowing every day I lead my

    Absolutely miserable life

    That because I am living this life I don’t even fucking want to live

    People are dying or will die or have died

    Every single fucking day I’m alive someone has to die for me to be here and I can’t stand it

    So I hide away in this human desire but all it desires is love and affection and

    Maybe it’s because I’m like you

    Maybe it’s because we’re “alike” maybe it’s because I believed

    Somewhere

    That something would

    Somehow

    Make things better

    Maybe that’s why they don’t love me

    I don’t know what real life is anymore

    But I wish I could give up my spot for someone else who deserves better but

    Then probably they’d suffer their entire lives and death was the kindness I stole from them

    So maybe we’re just making damn sure that all those who are good don’t have to live another day in this hell

    I’m not dead yet

    So I must not be good

    And really wish I could just stop

    Quit

    Give up

    But when have I ever managed to give up?

    If I could just let go

    But I’m awake still so we know how that goes now

    Don’t we?

    Maybe if I had someone lying with me I think

    But there’s no one not even a sign of someone

    I was just thinking of you

    At coworker

    Guy and his dog:

    I thought you were talking to me

    Maybe if you tried harder not to make conversations that look a lot like the whole

    Guy and dog

    Thing

    Or

    Crows

    Or

    Oh it just goes and goes and goes

    Don’t mind me.

    Mind me minding me, however, because minding myself was never part of the plan

    I’ve been alone so long with myself in my head

    It’s always been like this too I just never said anything outloud

    And even now

    What it isn’t is out or loud

    Not a whisper not a breath

    Not a sound no clever understanding

    Of any kind

    Just silence from all sides like

    This?

    And the canons go and I go then the world goes

    Boom boom boom

    It’s doing that thing where it’s calling but I could just ignore it because I don’t want to hear what 2018 sounded like

    Too many thoughts in my head I just wanted to say that I

    Bet my life on you

    And I lost and

    I wish I was dead

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  • I’ll wrap it up

    Separate

    Keep all out out

    In can leave and never come back

    Hidden in the wrapping paper unseen, heard, or felt.

    Digging down into the crevice between the creaking stones down until there is nothing to burn

    Once it ignites will the flames consume everything? Or will the ocean find her way in.

    I wish it would. I wish it would.

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  • Is that a poem?

    What’s a poem?

    Are you a poem?

    Have you ever tried to be a Poe

    Poem

    Poe

    Uproarious laughter

    I don’t know why

    Anyways

    I found safe songs

    They’re hiding

    I just have to be very specific

    And know they have short lifespans

    What the fuck just landed

    My boys

    Hi boys.

    Why do you all sleep during the summer?

    Is it seriously

    That’s simple?

    I am blaming it on Jesus

    Why the fuck shouldn’t I?

    You gonna be a martyr?

    Fucking fix something first.

    I’m immune this one time because I’m high enough that I can go all over

    No lover

    There’s no lover

    I don’t want to play this game again

    I’m done exhaustedly picking soulmates or ones for people

    Like figure your own shit out or go back to sleep

    This song I like

    But she got a taste of my medicine

    I wonder if she knows?

    In the dark

    In the park

    Spin round in the park

    Well then

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  • First it comes on quiet

    First it comes in

    First it comes on

    First it comes

    It

    First it

    Did you hear that?

    Did you see that?

    Did you notice that?

    Bang

    Crash

    He’s mad at me

    He’s mad at me and I can’t fix it he scares me

    At least he doesn’t touch me anymore

    He’s banging things and not talking to me and yelling loudly beside my head like I’m not there

    He’s

    Did you see what daddy dear got?

    I don’t want it

    $100

    The front of the card said daughter

    Child

    And he’s the only one who got it right

    But

    If you don’t call him now you’ll be the bad guy

    He tells me things like how my name was after an affair

    He’s paranoid

    But there was a guy named Ashleigh

    But he tells me things like

    I’m so sick and it’s all because of

    Brothers

    Mother

    Money

    Why can’t you fix it?

    Because I’m worthless

    You’re worth at least $100

    One hundred dollars isn’t going to make all the pain go away

    He never talks about his life only other people who’ve ruined his life

    My mind goes

    You may be over reacting

    My mind goes

    Maybe he’s just like that and due to your mental health state

    Province

    Location

    Where is my mental health?

    Like in my brain?

    Like inside me?

    My mental health

    Not how I pretend it is with others?

    I don’t know

    I lost it right around

    If I did have a The One

    He

    They

    Would be

    On a different planet

    In a different solar system

    In a different time

    Calling out for me

    Where he’s already gone

    And all I have is the echo

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