Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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Distraction
Destination
Destiny
Dragging
Down
Dreary
Dreaming
Darkness
Daunted
Dogged
Damsels
Dangling
Drowned
Dented
Dragged
Diana
Damned
Determined
Dying
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I never said a word
Out of want to harm him
But it didn’t matter
I never said a word
That wasn’t just to express
How much I hurt
But it never mattered
All over are the words that I didn’t write to harm him
But as always
My intentions don’t get to stand trial
As always
They assume and assume and assume
Now as soon as I give up
I have to hear all the songs
About how it’s my fault
Because I gave up and didn’t try hard enough
Every time it starts gnawing with its teeth
I didn’t find anyone who wanted to keep me
That’s the moral of the story
That page at the end of the book where everything is tied together
This story that he doesn’t want
I’m nothing
Yet it continues
This garbage nothing story of a life no one wants
My intentions don’t matter
What I was trying to do doesn’t matter
I don’t have to remember anything
I don’t have to remember any fucking thing
Because he didn’t want it
So it was worthless
Just like me
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Why did I let you win?
It feels like there’s nowhere to go.
All I can do has been determined.
Locked in a repeating world that doesn’t sleep.
Trench.
It was everywhere.
When a word enters dreams so loudly and so clearly,
But I’ve never met anyone who uses dreams like I do as a better world to live in.
Every day every move is made just so I can return.
But why does it keep coming up?
Why does it yell so loudly?
In my dreams I never wonder when he walks in.
Whoever he is with the face of an angel
Who used to sing me up
I used to think so
Before I fell asleep into dreams where I don’t feel so alone every day
I looked back ten months and screamed, why?
Why?
What happened to trigger this?
But there was no answer.
The past was silent, and broken.
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The words that come out are never quite right
I can’t seem to understand how you want to fight
Where does the fight come from?
They looked happy.
That’s good.
I’m lonely but that never matters.
I’m alone but I’m always alone.
There isn’t one.
There’s no happy smiling family.
Something maybe someday.
Maybe.
Probably not.
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I had to fight her too
If only someone could hear the thoughts
I know you’re more important than me
I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry
I know I shouldn’t be breathing
I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry
It just wanders to the road
If I took a step forward
She started crying because I wouldn’t let her
She wants to step into the river
I want to river to flow
She wants to stop breathing
I do too
But it won’t work that way
The only reason I stopped her
Was because she would have failed and fucked our life up worse than she already has
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Hey you stupid bitch
You shot the fucking moon
Unrelated nothing person
You chose to ignore the obvious attempt to relieve you of
The terrible cloud you’re so afraid of
And chose to attack a suicidal person
Over two seconds of breath
You can never get back anyways
You are the reason we hate people
You stupid fucking bitch
You’re lucky she fought me.