Poetry

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

  • It’s so strange to feel okay

    Heart tucked away

    Best outcome

    Maybe it was all just an exercise in knowing my heart is too much for this world

    Maybe it was a lesson to keep it quiet

    Silent

    Don’t listen to your heart

    What a lesson

    Foolish thing that it is

    It aches to think of

    Trapped yet so near

    Inside yet out

    So sure

    So wrong

    And I am alone

    I have online contacts

    But my life is devoid of actual presence

    There is no trusting something that led me here

    Hell if I lived by my heart

    I’d be an actual stalker

    I’m obsessive

    It’s probably the neurodivergence

    That I get stuck on things

    People

    Probably also that I so rarely have things

    But I’m okay

    As usual I just tripped or something

    Fell in a hole

    Somehow I’m here

    Every night I lost myself

    Every day I tried to end

    You would think taking an entire bottle of ibuprofen would do something

    Especially since it was the third time and I didn’t go to the hospital to drink charcoal

    Sanity says something something, internal biology, sorry liver

    Insanity says Death is trying to avoid me while also being in my dreams every night

    It’s all very confusing

    What would I do without these questions?

    I want to exist in a world where I can answer them

    Or else be normal like everyone else

    Visible

    Invisible

    Just less me, I guess

    Trying to be normal made me miserable

    Not being normal makes me miserable

    It’s truly a mystery

    So many mysteries

    I remember an emotion

    Upon hearing I’d never know the answers

    Rage coupled with despair

    A bitter taste

    That was years ago

    Some place

    Some time

    And I’ve grown more reserved

    A weary sigh

    I suppose not

    But I’m okay

    Somehow I keep going

    I’m going to

    And this is the worst outcome I could have imagined

    But it’s better this way

    It has to be

    Made it out alive

    Surviving

    Not living

    Still killing time until Time kills me with all my devices

    It has to be

    All’s well that ends well

    Right?

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  • Good night and goodbye to Arcturus

    Sun chaser

    Left with the boy

    His dagger

    The kite

    Leaving only the Dipper that led him across the sky

    Oh this place

    You’re talking about this place

    This place that only we know

    This world orchestrated by a chorus of lights

    This place I can wander for hours

    This place I was left with

    The only friends I could find

    Glitter

    Shining shards of something great and terrifying

    And, yeah, I’m always here

    Even on the nights they’re blocked out

    Underneath them

    Within them

    It’s all held just so just because they’re all there

    Without them the galaxy would be nothing but a hole in space

    Because they’re there the galaxy is here

    If they weren’t here to illuminate it

    There would be nothing to see

    Oh tell me

    How I can shine like you

    Brilliant somethings

    What are you?

    Who knows

    That I’m of you

    Back and back

    How do I shine as bright?

    Why are you playing this music I’m trying to be poetic

    Oh they’d all stumble and fall in my shoes

    Left to the stars

    The light from the cities is obscene

    There are trillions more

    You’re pleasing the Cat

    Hmm

    A problem

    A shame

    Yeah I’m the Goku of mental health this isn’t even my final form

    And, foolish thing

    But we’ll march

    As you say

    I don’t know who I’m insulting

    But it still resonates

    Of course, it’s not raining

    But we’ll do our best to say so long

    Tiny machine in the sky

    What am I doing now I wonder?

    Not even one

    What if you get not even one?

    But

    Damn it

    I can be okay right?

    No love

    Signs of love

    No real love

    There’s no way for me to be real

    But I can be okay like this, right?

    Just keep going

    I want to cry

    Because accepting that I’m alone

    That this is my life

    Even if my heart can’t be stopped, won’t return

    Can I let it go and say thanks for the memories

    I don’t need you anymore

    You don’t need a heart to do good things

    If I followed it

    Well, precisely

    Dissociate for a bit

    I love my lights

    They hold me here

    They find me

    Go find the rings

    Before they disappear

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  • There’s not much to say today

    After all, how many times can I say

    It’s better off this way

    Say I have nothing left?

    Take everything away and yet I am

    For some reason

    How is it I persist to be?

    The original wolf

    The original is much better

    This sunset

    The sky is that charming pink colour

    I don’t believe

    Anything

    Bewildered and nothing more

    How can I trust even myself after this?

    Most people don’t carry a regret as heavy as mine

    Was thinking so much

    Yet thinking never happened

    What I would do in the event of colossal failure

    Wasn’t even a thought in my mind

    Because I believed

    Believing is dangerous

    Why is every song by that artist but Believe playing?

    Not summoning songs now, I’m summoning artists

    I want to be a part of something

    But announcing announcements is obnoxious

    An apple falls

    Odd that I never heard them until the tree was gone

    As if the yard hadn’t fully rendered yet

    Sometimes I’m convinced that I’m the Universe and its just me

    Everything else is filler

    Both the one and of it

    Try not to go crazy without anything, me

    Two days

    Send me a sign

    That I didn’t do all of this for nothing

    I’m waiting until yesterday means something

    Until then, what’s there to say than what’s been said before?

    In this world with nothing for me

    Forcing myself into shapes for the sake of others

    And the one time I felt I was finally free

    Was a mirage

    What is it but a chronicle of pain?

    When can I fill it with hope for others to see?

    I suppose if you find hope in seeing that someone can keep going with nothing but devices

    I did want to be in his heart

    Well he did say it was a tragedy if read forwards

    I thought it was a joke

    Or something about everything up until then being a tragedy

    Is that all it is?

    A damn shame?

    The pink has faded

    Arcturus

    Oh I almost did

    Wish that on the star

    Don’t listen to my heart

    It’s delirious

    We’ve been trying to smother it

    The space around us keeps reminding it

    Cruelly

    Do you remember?

    Of course I do

    It just happened

    Don’t let it out

    It’ll do something terrible

    Desperate not to be the end

    But this was an end

    Cruelly

    It’s the beginning again

    ずっと

    When do I get to see the light up close?

    Chasing it from afar

    You could have saved me so much time with some simple words

    Ever the carrot

    Never to eat

    You can revel at the fact that I’m still standing all you want but

    There’s going to be a day when I’m not

    At this rate

    Enjoy it while it lasts I guess

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  • I wonder what I’m supposed to be believing in?

    Believe, believe,

    It’s repeating and I wouldn’t be surprised if Believe started playing just to cement it in

    But, what?

    You maddening thing

    What?

    Wish is a word that seems to disappear

    Fade away as all things dropped throughout Time

    Why is this the English version?

    I’m self conscious about my music

    I’m self conscious about my Japanese music

    Grew up hearing about how awful it was

    If you’re going to listen to that stuff wear headphones

    Everyone always hated my music

    I always rush to turn it off when someone comes in

    Japanese music is more often pitched in my range but I’m ashamed to sing Japanese in front of people

    I want to go to a place where I can sing

    I don’t have to believe in it, apparently no one else believes what they’re singing

    Isn’t it funny that your scream brings me peace?

    You never tell me to believe

    There isn’t anyone to be wide awake

    There was never a sleep to wake from

    Dreams of a sick mind

    It was so sweet

    Was a lovely tale that would have been

    All that intent

    And in the end

    Well, you know

    No, I think I’m going to exist without believing for a while

    There’s nothing to believe in

    Just questions and things I’ve been left to agonize over because there’s nothing else to fill the time

    Preoccupied with dreams because that’s the only thing that’s happening

    Remembering or not

    Oh my god

    Don’t remind me about things that made me laugh you

    You

    What a segway

    It’s supposed to be this way

    For whatever reason

    Reality

    This thing that rejects me

    The people in my every day life are mostly pleasant

    But can’t I have connection?

    Isn’t that something I’m worthy of?

    I can’t even believe that wholeheartedly

    No, nothing

    Such a difficult thing you ask of me

    So much I’ll never be able to believe in again

    My mind is a labyrinth of things that taught me never to trust again

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  • Perfection

    I can’t offer that

    I’m not the words I’m the music

    So many stupid love songs

    So many songs about not loving someone, but wanting to be loved

    But they all have a subject

    I have no subject

    You

    Some ideal they slowly destroyed

    Random pain

    Will it kill me?

    Is this my new hope?

    Ah

    There’s the song I was humming this morning

    I was wondering where it was

    What a useless trick

    Look at me

    I know what song is going to come on

    No one really wants me

    I’m broken

    But two is not enough

    変な魔法

    Is this another joke?

    How can you laugh at me about this?

    It’s so unfair

    I can’t even show anyone

    Look

    It’s laughing at me

    It’s all I see

    With a heart that can’t lose, let’s go see tomorrow?

    What is that?

    にしても歌う

    全力で

    アイドルの力

    What a strange thing

    Well written

    At least the stars are still beautiful

    Did you see how the clouds took them from me on the one night I needed them?

    Traitors

    Things that won’t change

    Will my world really change?

    I’ll continue on this solo journey

    Always

    I couldn’t tell you why

    I couldn’t tell you

    More than anything I want to meet him

    Meet Death

    See a face that knows me

    The only one that knows me

    Finally know why I’m summoning the god, spirit, entity, of death every night

    I’ll go anywhere

    As long as I get to know the answer to that question

    Fuck the other question

    Fuck it

    It’s better off this way

    But why?

    Who is he?

    I want to see you

    So I’ll go stare at your 合図

    And go to sleep

    And pray there’s far less of that stranger

    That token

    Pray I find you sooner

    I’ll forget reality gladly

    No one has to know

    They never knew before

    I can go completely insane and no one notices

    There is no clarity

    I’m not holding on to it anymore

    Reality can fade away

    You keep telling me to dream

    The name just found me

    寝よ

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  • Facebook keeps suggesting co workers from my past

    Who I’ve never searched for

    Who aren’t in my phone

    And I feel like I’m creeping on them

    Oh look a person I knew once still living their life

    I tried reaching out

    It doesn’t work

    I’m yet again the only one interested

    No one’s interested in me

    And I know I’m not interesting

    The Wolf said as much

    I only date interesting people with personalities

    I know that if I was one of the good picks I’d be taken

    Some people are just destined for solitude in this world

    I’m not interested in what didn’t happen

    Because no one ever saw me

    Though I guess it would be worse if people saw me and didn’t like that

    Exclusive

    Will there ever be anyone worth trusting with myself?

    I don’t want to do my best anymore

    I want to be as lazy as fuck and just give up and let the world swallow me

    But I won’t and I hear the gentle laughter of the chorus as I get back up again

    Is it disbelief or is it as funny as I think it is?

    I’m that one song

    It’s a vodka drink right now

    The Sun is dying the tiny tufts of cloud pink

    Torturing me with the past

    Teasing me with strangers

    Look at all these relationships you thought were real

    I don’t have to worry about what I’m going to do

    I have 7 years of training

    But how are you going to convince me there’s something to continue for now?

    I recieved the transmission

    When does my luck run out?

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