Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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I have no come back for you.
You’re right in every way of course you are.
I just don’t know what the point is.
Besides the point in my skin.
I just don’t want to wait for my life to be over to be happy.
I just don’t want to have to wait another nine-thousand-eight-hundred-fifty-five days to be happy.
Look at me,
You say with the hardest of expressions
He’s been yelling at me
We’ve been fighting
You say,
You won’t be happy if you go out this way.
But I can’t believe you because there’s no proof and I can’t feel anything
I need proof.
You whisper
I love you too but it doesn’t make me happy
Because you’re gone and he’s out of reach
Hermes says things like
Leave the absolute trash in the past
And Saturn says things like
It’ll all be clear and you won’t be the one crying
Or met with a shut door.
But where am I to go until that happens?
You understand right?
You understand that their “time”
They think I’m impatient but twenty-seven years isn’t a short amount of time to be desperately wanting to be happy
And finding nothing
It’s short in the grand scheme but I’m in it and it never ends.
They think throwing away thoughts and feelings takes a breath
But I want to be happy now
Why wasn’t it him?
We have so much in common it’s not fair I don’t understand everything hurts and you want me to just walk past it like it was nothing.
Chester that’s mean
And incorrect.
They don’t deserve to be carved in your skin. They don’t deserve to have marks on your body. They don’t deserve to be carved into your memory and your arms and legs.
This is punishment Chester.
They deserve to be heard.
And my skin is what hears them.
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Don’t make that face at me
The land
I’m the unwanted one sitting in my room drawing pictures of all my friends getting along without me
Because I’m not who everyone wants
I’m just a broken piece
Like the reflection in a mirror on the outside
You don’t do it, will you?
Trapped in my room with no reason
Trapped in my room with no light
No passion
No nothing
Trying to find the sky but his broken pieces
And the flame afraid to be forgotten
I wish I could find what I’m looking for
But he closed the door
And I’m alone
Where did you go?
Why won’t you answer me?
I love you I do I just can’t stand you next to me
You won’t even tell me why you just keep playing the unaware
Joshua Ramsay if you still haven’t seen me by now you’re a fucking idiot do you know that?
But I know you have
I told you to go slow
You cow
That’s an endearment
I wanted you to like it
Because I can’t.
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Pop music 101
I wish I had a gun
I do not find this fun
Let’s start with a new one
Unconnected unimportant
Yet the time happened
I was making a joke about time
But answered a question not related to mine but the question about what I was thinking about
Just a coincidence
Just kill me already
I can’t fucking take this anymore
And all he does it ruin me
But I wanted him so badly and it hurts and I want to forgive him
But these things keep happening
What are the chances?
What are the fucking
Chances
I added 46 to my arm yesterday
Maybe I’ll have to start doing the same
When I go out to find his name
And only find pain, guilt, and shame.
Every time I go to him
I’ll just cut out the blame.
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People are dying
People are dying
All it would take is an admission that this is not how it’s supposed to be
November November
Heartless the king sits in his chair
I can’t understand it
What do they think they are protecting with eyes burnt shut?
Do they think they can make it go away with denial as our mother strikes out
Destroying in the process?
Devine and shut up in their White Castle
Safe from the world outside
Somewhere where the voice of people and the screams of the suffering
Don’t have to be heard
And yet they put him in the castle
It’s upsetting
And absurd
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It has made me feel invisible
Unimportant
Unnecessary
Your silence has blanketed over every word I wrote
And made it all feel like
Every piece of my heart that I wrote down for you
Wasn’t good enough for you
Your silence has made me fill in the blanks
For 300 days.
I don’t know when if you saw me
I have to grapple with the possibility of any possibility
Your silence made me feel like I was trying to manipulate you when all I was trying to do was get your approval
Your silence took the albums I used to lean on for support because I
Have
No one
And I don’t even know why
You won’t even tell me why you won’t tell me no you won’t tell me go you won’t tell me
I will linger here I will
Going around in circles because I have no answers
I gave you everything
My secrets my shame my heart my soul my life my coping mechanisms my everything
Just trying to make you see me and it feels like not one piece of my entire life is worthy of you because you don’t even have to blink in my general direction
But you could have
Because some people are special
But I’m not
I don’t belong here.
I don’t belong here.
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Well.
Those are some fire references
And talking about things burning
I don’t know do I say oops or do I just roll my eyes and say
It’s all in my head
Again
As the crows fly. And,
What was it you said earlier?
Creepy?
I think that’s how it’s supposed to feel when these things happen
But these things happen
Every
Fucking
Second
Of
My
Life
So I don’t have surprise I have eyes raised to look squarely at the problem and
The sky replies
Someone tell him to cool it because
Well now everything is on fire you liar
Wildfire
The pyre
Burning brighter and higher
In the desire of whom exactly?
J
Stop setting things on fire.
No seven elevens were harmed in the making of this film
Aries works at a Tim Hortons
Snagged on the catch twenty two
If I express how I feel about you I have to admit that I wasn’t worth your time and that
Kills me every single fucking dime that hit the floor as the diamonds explode
I’m really nothing to you
I’m really
Literally
Nothing to you and I begged you for help and you couldn’t even be bothered to grace me with telling me you couldn’t be bothered.
Maverick.
I don’t know why I’m still trying
The only one I needed
Couldn’t be bothered
And you just left me here which really does mean I’m garbage doesn’t it?
I don’t want to live…please stop making me live.