Poetry

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

  • It continues as usual.

    My first interaction of the day being told to get a grip

    Now I’m a dip shit

    I told you I can’t handle this shit

    Do I talk like this to people?

    Do I actually deserve this?

    Did I not give out enough discount-

    She flew right up to me

    Incoming hummingbird

    Did she sense me suffering?

    Why do people act as if someone being wrong is a moral failure?

    I’m sorry being wrong makes me a bad person

    I want to start today over

    This just plunged me back into the pain of isolation

    That this is all I’ll get today

    Like there isn’t some thousand love letters among my stupidity

    Like this is my punishment for treading near the feet of a god

    It always feels like he has a hand in it

    Even though he doesn’t

    Maybe he did curse me

    He probably did

    It’s not fair that this is it

    It’s not fair

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  • Let’s play a game

    Am I crying because I’m drunk?

    Or am I crying because I was dying for socialisation today and didn’t get any?

    And now I’m being called a twat for disagreeing that some woman discovered the word demure

    I want socialisation

    I’m not a fucking woman

    Use some other insult

    I’ve never said things like that, have I?

    To other people?

    I don’t feel special

    I haven’t felt special in decades

    I feel like society’s trash

    Everything is fine

    It’s the alcohol

    It’s the emotional tightrope I’m currently walking

    Don’t know how to reconcile all my needs suddenly being met

    With still feeling like a complete zero

    Why are people so vicious?

    I don’t feel like I deserved this reaction

    I disagreed with a headline

    Got told I was trying to feel special, was “flexing”, was “full of shit” and am a twat

    I don’t think people understand my tone

    Or what rhetorical questions are

    I’m nothing compared to the people I meet online daily

    Boisterous

    Passionate

    But I rarely say anything with the intent to hurt

    That rarely is rarely ever before someone said something to hurt me first

    The kicked animal bites

    Wouldn’t it be nice to see a world where I have a companion?

    I don’t need a saviour

    I don’t need a guard

    I don’t even need an advocate if you won’t spring that for me

    Someone to talk to

    The Owl flits into my brain for some reason

    Hello, I hope you’re well

    Just someone to…

    Someone who I don’t feel guilty for bothering

    God, there’s literally one person on the planet I don’t feel guilty for bothering and I probably should

    Sorry

    Why can’t things just align?

    Can’t they?

    That sentence doesn’t make sense not contracted

    Cannot they?

    If I could stand in front of him

    Oh I don’t know who him is

    I want to say “anyone”

    Anyone ends up with me being smothered

    If I’m specific that person won’t exist

    I wish I could stand in front of someone who can really love me

    Someone who would see me even though my outsides don’t match the inside

    Why is that too much

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  • Just more proof I don’t speak the same language as other people

    Apparently the word “demure” has been missing from the English lexicon and has just now been revived by Tik Tok

    Some several hundred years of literature might disagree

    Maybe not

    Maybe I dreamed it being a word I use just as commonly as any other descriptor

    When relevant

    I don’t know

    Still, is my life any better?

    All these issues with me are the same

    And it’s not that I don’t want to understand

    It’s that they yell at me and tell me I’m wrong

    And that’s it.

    That’s fine

    That as usual it’s not just what I said that’s wrong it’s that I’m wrong

    Is there any real progress besides putting a shiny bow on things?

    I don’t know how to make words work

    Someone tell me the right words?

    It’s fine

    I want to connect to people

    But I can’t

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  • Cosmic DJ never let me go

    But instead of bringing these words

    And those words

    Bring me words I can sing

    Immediately they comply

    Thanks a bunch

    Opening the door of dreams

    Dream’s door?

    I wish I could know why we haven’t met

    What’s keeping me from you

    If I could just sing

    People would understand me if I could just sing

    These words things, I’m so bad at them

    So bad at aligning them in such a way that works

    What I want to say is not containable in so many characters and syllables

    And the rain falls

    What does everything mean?

    Things just happen too…

    My life is too well written

    Thrashing and screaming, dragging myself along

    Ask for help a few times

    Suddenly money happens

    It’s too well written to be random

    Too well thought out

    But it’s also pointedly missing something huge

    Companionship

    In any form

    I miss Supi

    She was my little piggy soul mate

    A bond unquestionable

    It’s gone from my life

    It’s really raining now

    Late Summer downpour

    It’s just so ビミョウ

    Well that word won’t translate, but whatever

    Without someone to share with

    I’m now fine, financially, for a while

    But I’m still alone

    Eight days

    I’ll probably shatter again

    You have no power over me

    I say and then am blown apart by a single verse

    The internet is a bad place for me

    Nice, immediately agree

    I could make it a vacation but I feel so nervous traveling

    Solo disabled person who can’t defend themselves travels around Vancouver late at night, no vehicle

    Yah, okay

    It would be nice if I could become famous so my actual one love could find me

    Become known so I can help them find me

    It can’t be my destiny to be alone

    It can’t be because the Universe wouldn’t do that to me

    I’m not a bad person

    Bored and irrational, yes

    I invite any other person to just go years without seeing anyone of importance for more than five minutes

    I apparently get stuck to every innuendo too

    I’m so damn lonely

    He’s back again

    Oh holy fuck

    It’s the exact song I was just borrowing from

    These strange things

    Ey, oh, where’d the rock and roll go?

    God

    All I need to understand is that I will be alright?

    Because a billion strangely convenient coincidences besides the one I need?

    It’s not fair that love is so easy for me, but I rarely see it returned

    I’m not good at love, there being a yin and a yang to me

    I want to try though

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  • Something to bring a smile to my face

    Despite the pain

    Despite it

    I feel like I’m being cut in half by pain

    It’s cruel

    My body doing this to me

    Sure, it’s only an hour lost, but it’s not like I stop being in pain just because I left work

    The ache

    The way my back clicks with every move

    If this is how you feel

    I’m doing the exact opposite

    How much noise can I make?

    I want to go somewhere and just scream from the pain

    I remember me as a kid, falling and scraping my knee

    And how much that hurt

    And my parents telling me not to cry

    Sometimes or they’d give me something to cry about

    It’s not that bad

    That poor kid didn’t have any idea what lay in wait

    Agony

    I feel like pain personified yet again

    If pain proves I’m alive

    Am I the most alive person?

    Expired opiates didn’t help

    If only my doctor would give me something

    They never believe how bad the pain is

    Around in circles

    I wish for so many things

    Life goals

    It all has to be done through pain

    Through agony

    This thick sheet of pain

    Obscuring my vision

    Making it hard to hear

    My anxiety is higher

    Could answer for some of it

    Oh sweet relief

    Eludes me

    I don’t remember what it feels like to not be in pain

    Currently I’m on fire in my chest

    My hips ache

    My back aches

    I don’t have the energy to interact with others right now

    Please ease off

    Please

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  • That moment when Hermes is like Look I can bring you a feather too!

    And I’m like thanks, but it’s blowing away I can’t catch it

    And it conveniently stops flying away

    So much so it made me giggle

    Yes I will 拾うthe feather

    And I forgot that music this morning for a moment

    Now that was brain melting music

    As far as I could understand the majority of the lyrics consisted of the words “I like it” repeated over and over

    Followed by someone saying “He likes it” a few times

    It’s so sad that some of these songs have decent melodies because they’re being wasted on, frankly, what sounds like an AI who was spoon fed lyrics written by 10 years olds wrote.

    That moment I’m itching to know if he’s using AI to write his lyrics

    What a sad world to live in

    That creativity belongs to machines

    If you haven’t fallen that far, don’t

    But I wouldn’t put it past you

    What are you running from?

    Because popular lyrics

    Just take the colour out of life now

    Man I miss Linkin Park

    Even their newer pop-y stuff had more depth than anything most people write

    And then I smiled and the Sun came out

    Trying not to laugh out loud at the man that just cursed our store

    For not being open yet when it’s closed

    Oooh day with the Queen of the store

    Sounds fun

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