Poetry

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

  • Distraction

    Destination

    Destiny

    Dragging

    Down

    Dreary

    Dreaming

    Darkness

    Daunted

    Dogged

    Damsels

    Dangling

    Drowned

    Dented

    Dragged

    Diana

    Damned

    Determined

    Dying

    No comments on
  • 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

    No comments on
  • 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.

    No comments on
  • 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.

    No comments on
  • 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

    No comments on
  • 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.

    No comments on