Poetry

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

  • My dream is the same

    My wish is the same

    Foolish isn’t it?

    How do you let go of perfection?

    I know I’ve written something worth wasting time on

    Even if it was unrequited

    Worth his time

    Sucks that I crashed right into it

    Yeah, grace and I don’t really belong in the same sentence

    But I gave my everything

    I think that’s worth something

    And mine repeats itself

    Because I’m trapped in this unending day

    Insincere songs

    I don’t know what the difference is

    Maybe it is a skill

    Voice acting and the like

    Let me be with you

    And the spells cast by pretending

    What does it mean to feel something that’s not real?

    Can you pretend so hard it is?

    How do you sing without a voice behind it?

    What story is a tale spinner’s lie telling?

    It definitely didn’t suit him

    The things they make that poor man say

    Are we really connected by the same sky?

    The never ending, ever reaching, sky?

    It’s just a terrible thing

    This loving aimlessly

    Oh just when I thought the DJ was on break

    I don’t know what I’m wandering aimlessly searching for

    If I say I do then I’d be lying

    This warping space

    How does one express something with their entire body?

    How does one express anything at all?

    Well, another day of searching for something and not finding it

    I’ve come this far

    I really don’t know what the point is

    This trek

    I wish you’d show me

    The way to sew words into success

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  • I socialised

    With people

    Actual people

    Not text on a screen

    Real

    I could read their reactions to my subjects and change the topic depending

    And I’m not the best at reading reactions

    I’m not

    But I could try

    I couldn’t figure out when to talk

    That’s something that has become much worse in my isolation

    I interrupt people accidentally

    Infer the end of their sentence for them

    It’s not on purpose

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    I have to do my best to try to solve these problems

    But I don’t have any practice

    And then I was on the side of the street and back to once

    Silly heart

    Yeah we’ve fucked up

    Maybe I’ve come to hate them

    Overflowing with love

    It’s only when I’ve been starved for attention that I lash out

    In the wrong direction

    There’s a squirrel above my head

    And the people in this neighborhood say hello when they walk by

    Am I not invisible?

    Curious

    Ooooh another horse

    And there’s dogs everywhere

    I like this place

    Horses are gorgeous beasts

    Loafs with necks on stilts

    The ocean is right there but I can’t visit them

    I think I still know how to talk

    Right?

    The downside of this is, of course, the withdrawal

    Socialisation is a drug

    And now I have to go through the process of disappearing again

    The long, difficult process

    The next time my brain needs someone to talk to I have to tell it there’s no one again

    Another horse

    I love the sound of their feet

    They wanted to come visit me

    Oh another!

    Oh Poseidon you spoil me so

    I feel well loved here

    With your scent carried by the winds

    There is a place here

    Is this where I’m headed next?

    So few of my sudden divergences into uncharted territory have no meaning

    Another place I know and don’t know

    I wouldn’t mind knowing it better

    I almost fear going home

    When I walk in

    I’ll be alone again

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  • Whispers of old conversations flow through me

    Things I shouldn’t have said

    Things I should have

    And traveling back to them

    My mind wants a do over

    I gently tell it time has passed

    You’re days, months, years late

    It still flits to them

    As if there’s a way to alter the past through remembering

    I try to remind it that the memory gets more dirty the more you go to it

    Slowly warped by time

    As it goes

    And these memories

    They enter my mind

    I agonize over it for a moment

    And then they’re gone

    And I can’t even remember what I was worrying over

    Drive by torture

    À la my own brain

    So many things I wish I did differently

    At least besides the great regret

    There isn’t much I’ve done these past years to harm anyone

    And usually I apologise when I’m less than personable for whatever reason

    I’m trying

    These regrets

    They’re about a different me

    A me who is long gone

    Still I 悩む

    Maybe that’s just me

    Handling a me that’s less than perfect

    My biggest critic is me

    I know that

    And I deserve better than this

    Hours locked in the halls of my mind

    I deserve better

    I deserve someone I can talk to without feeling like a burden

    So that when my mind closes me in I have a rope to pull myself out again

    And you may think I’m just a child crying about not having enough

    I can guarantee I’m in the ranking for most lonely person

    It’s not a tantrum

    I deserve better than this

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  • There’s a part of me that wishes everything would go right

    And there is a part of me that is afraid to be real with people

    Because I’ve been hurt so many times

    Because I’ve never been enough

    While simultaneously being too much

    There’s a dawn to even the darkest night

    But what if I’m a rogue planet?

    Hurtling through the cosmos?

    Is there any hope for me, besides crashing?

    Or perhaps to escape the gravity of even the greatest star devourers, out into the endless nothing?

    Signaling a nearby star did nothing

    I desperately I wanted to revolve around someone

    So desperately

    Maybe revolve with someone around something

    I feel, in the evening, among to sounds of late Summer gatherings, so devoid of connection in this place

    You’re still the one

    And I don’t know why

    And I don’t know why

    But this is more about them than it is about me

    Still about their happy ending

    And mine is still gone

    This song isn’t about me

    It’s endless

    This road I’ve taken

    And lonely

    What a curious moment for Arcturus to pop through the clouds

    If it’s not right in front of me it’s like it was never there at all

    Kissing the stars goodnight

    Coming and going behind the clouds

    What is the meaning of a smile?

    Why does it feel like a secret power bestowed by the gods?

    Like something I own, but that I also give away

    To any passing spirit that grabs my attention

    I wish I could fix this world

    Quell the fears

    So much fear

    Something that can be hard to handle if you’re not trained

    I’ve done nothing but face my fears these past few weeks

    It is a mystery

    Really, he should feel special

    Oh well

    Maybe I’m just not interested in people?

    No, that’s obviously a lie

    But people always turn out

    Colder than I expected

    What is this, Queen hour?

    Somebody to Love is like my begrudging anthem

    I wish I had somebody to love

    Someone to accept it

    Who recognises that it’s been damaged beyond believe and needs help repairing

    I guess if it’s not

    I should be more thoughtful of the thing

    I have missed every day without you

    And the clock ticks away

    May the same thing that saves me save you

    For some reason I have to fight

    So you do too

    It’s just a song

    Someday we’ll be thinking about how that song isn’t about us anymore

    Until then I suppose the night is my life

    And the day is an unfortunate in

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  • The loneliness

    Fills every crevice

    My lungs drown in it

    My smile just for the gods because no one else sees it

    They don’t know I’m never smiling behind my mask

    Faking it

    It’s in everything I do

    My desperation for connection with someone

    Can’t we just be two creative minds connecting?

    Why is he your answer to my loneliness?

    The man who told me all my friends would get bored of me and leave

    And was right?

    I was foolish to believe the brainwashing about friends being forever

    I was also a child

    And adults should know better than painting unattainable fantasies for their young

    It’s a good thing I can’t get drugs right now

    Made me promise myself I wouldn’t go looking

    Show some of my power over self and keep it

    How I want to disappear into brain melt

    It would be bearable

    The endless loneliness

    If you’d give me something to keep the edge off

    I do not need to calm down

    Okay maybe

    Cosmic DJ shut your damn face

    I’m not okay. I’m not okay.

    I’m not okay…

    I will be

    This is a moment

    You know, the something to take the edge off could be a human

    Urgeless beings telling the being with nothing but urges to control them

    Control your perfect timing, why don’t you?

    Yes, pain.

    And I know it’s a lie

    I know it’s a lie and I’ll just feel awful whenever I’m not doing it and the only time I’ll feel is when I’m high

    No, okay, thank you for the metaphysical full body shake

    This loneliness

    It is swallowing me whole

    Who knows what the meaning behind these happenings is

    It’s doing a fine job of keeping me sane

    Good job, something

    Just sane enough

    It’s like I’m drowning but this mysterious beast just comes along every once in a while and refills my lungs

    Beasts?

    Who knows

    Sometimes it feels like there’s a billion different things

    And one

    Taking care of me

    Wondering how I could be that special

    But maybe everyone has their own chorus

    Hermes thinks that’s funny

    Maybe not in the classical sense, okay?

    Guardian spirits

    Maybe anyone can connect to the Sun

    That would be how I prefer it

    I only want to be I little bit special

    Like special to one person

    Not to everything

    I want to be noticed

    I don’t want to stand out

    Both of these things are true

    I would trade my soul for a wish

    I wish I had a friend nearby who could come to visit me.

    I wish they would help me around the house sometimes and not hold it against me and understand that I need help

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  • People endlessly tell me how stupid I am and then I assume everyone knows what I know because I’m so stupid and then people attack me as if I’m showing off

    I don’t understand

    What do you want from me?

    I try so hard to just exist

    It’s endless

    It’s endless

    I just want it to stop

    What a stupid reason to cry

    So I’m stupid right?

    So why doesn’t everyone know what I know?

    Frustrating

    Maddening

    Humanity is going to drive me insane

    Must conform exactly to how they want me to be or else they’ll attack me

    I’m stupid

    I can’t figure out what they want from me

    How did a lighthearted comment get all this?

    Like I’m happy for her.

    People tell me I’m illiterate

    But I apparently know too many words?

    People tell me all these things they see about me

    Repeatedly

    But then I’m apparently showing off?

    If I’m so stupid why does everyone get pissed off at me for “being better” when I’m not?

    This is my socialisation for the day

    So far I’m a dip shit who shows off and tries to seem superior

    I just want to connect with someone

    Why are they like this?

    Why can’t you swallow my loneliness?

    I attract people who hurt me

    I tried to find someone who wouldn’t

    It’s been 7 years almost

    The isolation started in November 2017

    One year of abuse

    I don’t have any armour left

    You destroyed it when you made me meet with my father

    Do you want the grey?

    I can’t maintain contentment when this is happening

    I’m stupid

    Why does everything I say blow up in my face

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