Poetry

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

  • My chair feels like it’s stable but upon coming outside just now I saw that it’s just balancing over a hole in the yard

    Interesting how appearances can be deceiving

    That doesn’t apply this time though

    What if, what if

    What if everything is fine?

    Always posing these possibilities to me

    As if imagining them carries any weight

    3333 eh?

    Angel number

    What are the angel voices trying to tell me?

    Why does it always go against what reality is showing me?

    My heart will never give up

    It doesn’t care about society’s rules

    But it does care about him

    I’m just a stress

    Isn’t it love that makes us blind?

    Just because I want to believe it

    Doesn’t make it true

    And if I fall into the trap of believing again

    I’m no better than whatever I did

    How I want to believe

    But believing would be disrespectful

    In the end I’m just an insane poet

    It’s hard to believe it’s all for nothing

    3333

    Maybe a warning call for the Earth

    If I had the power to save her, and everyone on her

    I would

    A teeny tiny part of me still thinks they’re all redeemable

    Somehow

    So tiny

    So powerless

    Sometimes redemption is not mine to decide

    Besides my own

    Am I redeemable?

    Worst person on the planet was a hyperbole, yeah?

    I’m worthy of some love

    I couldn’t tell you how much without understating it

    I always try to give myself less

    I took less food at dinner when there wasn’t enough for everyone

    Spent so long hating myself and thinking I deserved nothing

    Worst person on the planet

    Or was it Universe?

    I’m not that

    At least

    I deserve as much love as anyone

    I don’t know what I did to cause this life

    But whatever it was, I’m not that person

    Someone who existed before me and dictated my struggles

    生まれ変わって来たんじゃないか

    Being reborn means the tethers of the past still hold you

    But you are unaware of them

    What did I want to become?

    How can I not f feel like I’m falling short?

    Destiny terrifies me

    That this was a path prewritten

    長いなー

    How is life both so long and so short?

    I’ve wasted it pouring ink

    Will there ever be a place for me?

    Beside someone who stays?

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  • Wouldn’t that have been funny

    All this time, all this pain

    Defeated by an itchy bug bite

    But those things itch fuck

    The problem with an itch versus pain

    And I get this difference when my skin is on fire for no reason

    You can scratch an itch

    Right?

    Interact with it

    Even if scratching just makes it worse

    In the moment you’re scratching it you’re like

    This was a brilliant idea

    But pain doesn’t even have that placebo moment where you’re creating endorphins

    It just is pain

    At least we have things to relieve the itch

    Never mind the other day when I was wondering if cutting off my arm would relieve the pain

    I was ready to chew through my ankle

    Different sensations

    Perhaps I felt it more intensely because my skin is always just a bit itchy

    Thank you bug gel

    Now I have some screwing around with technology to do

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  • There is a cat in the next yard crying about something

    And I can’t get to it

    Now it’s gone silent

    I’ve been holding on to its meows for a while now

    Let’s hope silence just means they moved

    Curse property laws

    Always being stopped from doing anything

    No way to hop the fence

    Even if I wasn’t disabled

    Okay I think I just heard them some other place

    Hoping

    Sometimes the trees that keep this yard private are in the way

    Still confused about why I never heard the apple tree dropping apples before

    Mysteries

    Aliens would be interesting

    But then we’d have to prove my theory or not

    Fun to imagine

    Uncertain it would be as fun in practise

    The dreams are so choppy in daylight

    It’s a concert now

    The convention

    Whose?

    Old man, old woman

    Door that only opens at night

    Being

    Same structure

    My heart says terrifying things

    I want to run away from here, but I can’t

    I want to run away from him, but I can’t

    And you, the spirit of something that tells me to keep going

    I want to be able to do things

    Being trapped in inability is so devastating

    But your love is keeping me kind

    The want to help is never gone

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  • Are you somewhere out there?

    Clouds blocking out the stars

    I can’t see out into the emptiness

    If I look to you now

    What am I but a problem?

    Human

    To be human

    It’s just kind of gross

    Being a fleshy thing

    There’s always a you in songs

    And being living is gross

    But can’t I be gross with someone?

    Can’t there be a you that I’m just a disgusting human with?

    The part of me that hurts when love stories happen

    Can’t it be erased?

    What a strange lesson

    Don’t let your heart win

    These disgusting needs that are completely human

    It hurts from inside

    Longs to find someone to trust

    I wanted to trust

    Silly things indeed

    You know I can’t let go

    Clinging to and running from the past

    You’d think I like pain

    A heart running full tilt into anything that will get it broken

    I want to make it through this

    But I can hear my heart beating

    Thrashing

    How dare you breathe life into me?

    And now my heart is the drums

    Can’t let anything go

    Why am I still singing it back?

    Foolish

    Yes, dreams

    Dreams where I go to live

    What about them?

    What are you trying to tell me?

    Something

    Bits and pieces

    The maddening bits and pieces

    Right where he wants

    邪魔しちゃダメ

    Yet you pluck the strings of the lyre

    Sola

    ね?

    消えても構わないで

    And my weak heart

    I’m so lost in this space

    I can’t stop moving

    If I stopped now

    And left all the ink to seep into the threads of the web

    I have to

    This is all I have

    The heart wants

    It reaches

    Yearning

    離せって言っても

    離せ

    Are my dreams going to be tumbling images of him again?

    Do I have to hurt to feel better?

    Time, Time

    Running while laughing

    I want to grab you and stop you

    Can’t you wait for a moment?

    All the gods’ children

    You never let me catch my breath

    Never telling me where we’re headed

    Are you laughing at my speed again?

    The words always match up

    Now it’s listen to it

    Listen to it, but don’t let it win

    Be honest?

    Honestly

    I don’t know why I’m trapped by someone who doesn’t even see me

    I do want to run away

    Can’t I dream of you instead?

    The speed of The Messenger

    You know, if you’d just speak straight I wouldn’t always be so damn confused

    Just keep breathing

    In my castle of devices

    I did imagine

    Any number of rescuers

    My diseases the dragon

    But that was back then

    Better never to picture things

    Lest the reality distort them

    My quiet wishes

    They just fall all around like stars from the sky

    Ah

    I’m being told to go the fuck to bed

    Another night

    Another meeting with the something

    How I wonder what you are

    How I wonder what that makes me

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  • Is there someone out there in the night waiting for me?

    Not just in my mind, just out of my sight

    Will anyone fight for me here?

    Like I’m willing to fight

    I don’t expect much

    Rather, anything, right now

    Is who I am worthy of the type of love that I seek?

    There is a party going on

    I can hear them enjoying

    I wish to be there

    When gatherings were for the entire village

    Of course I wouldn’t have survived then

    Born in the right time wrong timeline?

    Who knows

    Infinite possibilities in the darkness beyond the clouds

    Minimal possibilities on the ground

    I wish I could fly through the stars to a place more suited for me

    Then everyone who knows me could just go on believing I was fine somewhere no matter what

    Somewhere out in the stars

    Far from these memories of what I’ve done

    Hi says the dark thing

    I have nothing to say to a trick of the darkness

    I thought there was a meaning

    Some kind of connection

    But it’s just another fragment of this chaos inside me

    It only feels like it’s outside because I don’t fit in this skin

    Bleeding out into reality

    My self

    The things in the dark with me

    How do you turn a light on inside yourself?

    How do you illuminate the shadows that hang around just beyond your internal dialogue?

    Lights are so temporary

    How do I bring a star into my heart?

    Light the doorways

    The boxes and webs

    I was willing to let one in once

    But, see, I stand on the precipice

    And willingness does not lead to anything

    Will I be like him and still tortured inside?

    What was he trying so hard to hide?

    Let him be different

    Those demons just lie and he’s free

    Pour them into me

    Fighting in the dark is my specialty

    I dance with the demons all the time

    There’s something in me that rises

    From zero

    And maybe it’s just a decimal point

    0.01

    That tiny existence contains me

    I wonder what else I know that I don’t know I know?

    It’s all such a mess, mixed up with my own wants and feelings

    No sign came

    So what now, I wonder?

    His life is just beginning

    I have a feeling mine ended

    I’m just what’s left

    Taking up space because we’re both cowards

    Death and I

    It really feels like overtime

    But I don’t know what game we’re playing anymore

    I want to be everything

    I want to witness devotion

    But,  from here

    It’s only going to be from pretty fiction on my TV

    In my games

    You make me yearn

    And, damn it all, if I didn’t understand Japanese I wouldn’t feel the nuance of the words so heavily

    But, damn it all, if I didn’t understand Japanese I wouldn’t feel the nuance of the words so heavily

    Curse my ever loving duality

    And I’m blaming you,

    I guess, you who I’m from, who created me,

    The great being I can’t name nor fathom

    The being who grew from such a tiny thing

    Whatever we are

    I’d tell you I’m lonely but we’ve been here before

    You turn me out into a sea of faces

    Overthrown by evil

    And you know I can’t trust them

    And it’s a stalemate again

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  • Some heartache alongside heartache

    Words I wanted to hear

    Stories I wished were mine so I rewrote them

    Why can’t he have three girlfriends?

    I see no problem

    And I wasn’t able to pick up on the structure but now I see it

    I wish I hadn’t been taught to pry apart media

    I’d trade any day

    Remember when he used to take me away?

    To go back to those dreams

    Now it’s just Death’s door every night

    I need to see something real

    Something I can remember

    I want to be by his side

    Just in any capacity

    But it’s not that type of situation

    And the wishing

    Had I never known of him all this pain wouldn’t exist

    If it was just going to end like this why did it happen?

    But I mustn’t let myself

    Or I’ll yearn

    And that’s wrong

    In this circumstance

    Of course

    Reality doesn’t play out like the story

    In the story the reincarnation wins

    And I’m not even that

    Some stranger who saw him on the street and fell in love more like

    Hardly a main character

    I mustn’t

    I can’t

    Why does the darkness always call it from me?

    Like a piper drawing out mice

    It slips past my defences

    Why do you want it so badly?

    Why do you take it?

    Something

    I never feel like I’m alone in my head

    The face inside

    Or something

    Just out of my perception

    Who was I saying I love you to?

    When I woke up in the hospital

    With a passion I’ve never been allowed to express

    Who was it?

    Who was with me in the dark, talking me through the drug induced nightmare?

    Can I will them into being?

    Some spirit?

    Who are these spirits who come in my dreams?

    Rather I think of impossible things that can’t get hurt if I think of them

    These mysteries

    The dreams

    All my life I’ve had these vivid dreams

    Meeting all these people who don’t exist

    Living through them because life limited me

    If I could remember them

    I no longer remember them

    Just find me love

    Whatever you are

    The skies have been disturbingly beautiful today

    Can’t it be something like that?

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