Poetry

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

  • How do you do it?

    Sound so desperate when you’re not?

    Playing the part of sad lover boy

    No, it’s just that same song again

    Didn’t even make it through it

    Just more syrupy yearning stuff

    About someone you’re already in a relationship with

    You don’t miss anyone

    You’re not looking for anyone

    Burn, burn, burn

    Like fire

    How dare you claim emotions you don’t feel?

    Silly

    He really does hate you

    It doesn’t sing

    Sorry it doesn’t

    Hah, you don’t care

    Makes me wonder if it’ll be worth it though

    Is it just some summarization of your romance?

    Not interested

    Oh if only I could disappear before I find out

    Don’t you dare bore me

    What fire you have

    We’re already bored you silly thing

    I wish we could go

    Find what we’re looking for

    Then you’d leave him alone

    And they’d leave him alone

    Imagine being loved

    I can’t

    I don’t know what that looks like

    Stop asking me to imagine fiction

    God stop the coin for a fucking moment

    Forgotten

    Bored as death

    I haven’t breathed in years

    I took a breath in and jumped and it turns out there’s no bottom

    I have yet to reach it

    I guarantee we’ve written better things than that

    Maybe you don’t write anymore

    Damn repetition

    Damn it

    It’s so hard to be insignificant

    I’m better than you

    Did you sense my agitation you strange spirit?

    You know how to tame the flames

    Bring just the right sound

    And I’m angry

    But mostly I’m just sad

    He could dream of writing something as beautiful as this

    It’s hard to feel and be alone all the time

    He’s mad because we hurt so fucking much

    And you’re pretending

    It must be nice to pretend to hurt

    Feeling more solid now

    Thank you once again Chester

    As usual we were blown to pieces and I hadn’t noticed it

    Me, the Cat, the Bunny, the grey

    So much me stuffed in here

    We’re suffering

    You’re fine.

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  • It’s fine to ignore me for hours

    Hell it’s fine to ignore me for 6 and a half years

    Hell, it’s fine to date me, ignore me, block me when I beg for the ignoring to stop

    Never talk to me for 15 years

    And I will still fucking think well of you

    It’s also apparently fine to take off with the bus before a person with a walker sits down

    Or is it just because it’s me?

    I must have been a horrible person

    To deserve being treated like I am

    I’ll run to your side when you need me but you’ll leave me unread for hours

    Sometimes just read

    I hate that Facebook tells you that people are active it makes it that much more obvious when I’m being ignored

    I am not guaranteed any time from anyone

    And that fact terrifies me

    Because so what if it’s a year without seeing anyone?

    But 2?

    Longer?

    It would be merciful to kill me sooner

    Then people wouldn’t have to ignore me anymore I’d just be gone

    What a relief

    No more of this

    No more hunger

    No more pain

    Shouldn’t I be telling you how cruel you are for refusing to come to me?

    The door

    If it would just let me through

    Maybe it’s a false door

    Maybe it doesn’t actually open

    You think you’ve been low

    You haven’t met anything like it yet

    Don’t come

    Anywhere as low as me

    You’d all be dead by now

    And I’ll believe that until I’m proven wrong

    I’m drowning without you

    Whoever you wants to be right now

    I don’t think anything is going to cheer me up

    Today is just another awful day

    Aren’t there supposed to be bad days to break up the good, not the other way around?

    Take me home

    Please?

    If I’m not of this planet and this universe doesn’t want me

    What am I doing here?

    How am I supposed to shine a light when no one can see it?

    I beg you

    Change my life

    I can’t do it

    I’m so trapped

    Standing alone

    In this life that has no meaning

    Calling to someone who

    Who part of me hates

    That for no reason

    Is unattainable

    Begging for a message from someone

    Please don’t bring me abuse instead

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  • What positive emotion do you feel most often?

    I feel love

    Overwhelmingly

    In relation to other positive emotions

    I love the creatures around me

    The scenery

    I feel affection for people I meet

    Even if it’s just a moment

    Love for the Sun and the planets, moons, rocks

    Love for this strange galaxy of ours

    Whatever it really is

    For this strange but oddly loving Universe

    The lesser universe we live in not withstanding

    The saying you catch more flies with honey is false, however

    That said

    Though, perhaps, I would prefer happiness be predominant

    Still I’d be rather this, than anything else

    Even if there’s no real point to most of it

    I’d rather have love than nothing else to give

    It may have no value

    But it makes people smile sometimes

    And that’s all I really care about

    If I could bring smiles to the faces of everyone

    Maybe I could finally direct some of this love I have at myself

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  • Don’t make me think of him that way

    Even though I want it

    Growing old

    You never know who you wanted it with until someone you were expecting it with is gone

    Can you do so gracefully?

    Can I?

    I’m going to cling to my firey emotions

    The things in me that won’t ever grow up

    You can take age without it aging you

    Time goes on

    But it doesn’t have to take away what you have been

    Those fires that burn in youth

    Who’s it going to be?

    Standing on the edge and staying

    No matter how I waver

    If it could be

    It would have been by now

    It’s not going to be you

    Because it never was previously

    It would be nice if there was

    Someone on the end of this

    I don’t want to lose my mind again

    That seems to be all I can maintain

    But if I can continue

    And just screw the pain anyways

    I don’t know if I will get to grow old

    But if he could

    That would be a win right?

    No one really needs me

    But people are counting on him

    If I get to see it

    Great

    My being screams

    It doesn’t want to go that far

    I know

    I know it’s hell

    I’m sorry

    The only one who will comfort me is me

    Another 30 years alone?

    I’m sure it’s been done

    10 years?

    5?

    I don’t know

    It all seems to impossible from where I am

    Dragging myself through this hell

    I feel nothing

    I am nothing

    Someone find me

    Someone help me save my life

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  • More dreams

    I always fall asleep so sure that sleep is the best thing

    Then I wake up and I’m not so sure

    That cruise ship again

    I feel like my mind is the one that won’t let go

    Not me

    I have wanted for so long for this

    This something to just fade away into nothing

    I’ve been carrying this for so long

    And it’s worthless

    Pointless

    If I could take command of my destiny

    Show him I’m harmless

    He’d know if he’d set eyes on the me that everyone else sees

    At least I can’t be intimidating anymore

    People with walkers rarely are

    Especially when all the old people with mobility devices stare at me constantly so I always feel out of place and uncomfortable

    Thanks old people

    People take one look at me and think it’s because I’m fat

    I am not what people see

    But I am easier to digest in person

    Even if it still puts people off

    But I

    I’m not a threat

    I’m also never willingly going to go anywhere near him

    And dreams are just cruel

    If I could pretend

    Pretend this all never happened

    Never see his face

    Or any of the billion references throughout my day

    I’ve learned to ignore many of them

    Still the dreams

    If you could only remove yourself from me

    I would

    I would go live in a world where I’d never heard your name

    What bliss

    Even were I in this hell I would not also be being tormented by figments

    And shards

    Oh the love

    It boils up so sweetly

    All

    I love you so much

    And then I wake up

    Oh, me

    It doesn’t matter if I love him so much

    I’m a drop in the bucket of love he doesn’t need

    Brains games

    From my brain

    Curse it

    Really

    All this feeling with nothing for it

    What is the point in throwing rocks at a window with millions of others doing the same?

    I can’t believe he reminded me of the album

    And now I’m like

    Sure, I’ll drag my sorry ass a little further

    I guess it’s important to mention that love and being in love are not the same

    I couldn’t say I’ve ever been in love

    I don’t know if it exists

    When we meet in my dreams we’re always friends or something

    I want to say 仲間

    But it won’t translate right

    It’s always a slightly different flavour than the meaning

    Someone I’ve known for a long time that we just kind of enjoy existing together

    Cooperating towards something

    Usually the band

    It just tastes bitter in daylight

    I want to run away from it

    It turns from a dream to a nightmare

    This wasn’t supposed to be about me forcing my love on to someone who doesn’t want it

    The whole psychosis ridden reason was because he was supposedly waiting for someone

    Why couldn’t it be me?

    Well we know now we’ve remembered what our face looks like and our body

    Sorry

    A million times I’m sorry

    I want to disappear

    The Raven says yes

    Okay, but how?

    I’m just a coward

    I will figure it out

    I just need to face my fears

    I’m sure it’ll be fine

    It’s just death, right?

    Something I want

    Something I never want

    Fate

    Mine seems like whomever wrote it got bored and just started abusing the character

    I used to do that

    Maybe this is karma for abusing my characters as a teen

    Karma

    Is just another excuse to blame the poor for being poor and people who bad things happen to for their own misfortune

    If karma existed there would never be a billionaire for more than a few years before their own malice undid them

    Nothing is proven

    I don’t even believe my own beliefs half the time

    I thought there was a guarantee in life

    But there are none

    I wish I could go back to 2018 and do this over

    Though I’d probably just end up killing myself because I wouldn’t have had anyone to hold on to, no matter how stupidly

    Curse these dreams

    I want to go back

    But I also never want to live this life again

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  • Can I really make a good life here?

    If I’m not of here?

    Learning to let myself shine in this world

    No matter how くだらない or 下手クソ

    Oh hey

    It is dreary

    I have existential bullshit to 苦しむ about

    Damn my words are not coming right now

    Sorry

    What was that word in English?

    I could use Google translate but it would be slightly wrong

    It’s always slightly wrong

    But, see, if I fanned the flames of my heart they’d consume me

    They eat me alive

    Because they burn

    If I let them

    For one

    Always for one

    And I don’t know why

    I beg it

    Please

    And it says let go

    Let go

    Let go

    It’s been echoing

    If I could just let go I’d be free

    Who’s the one whispering such silly shit?

    Ah well

    Why must I feel this way?

    Me trying to sing English right now is funny

    Just a g b the train going where yup that’s the line good to go!

    何だ日本語すぎたか

    Ah well

    Language moments

    If I didn’t feel so ashamed

    The poor Bunny would probably have their way more often

    Oh you beautiful man

    How I love you so

    How twisted and ripped and broken it is

    It doesn’t affect you if one person goes away

    Anymore?

    Nothing has made sense for years

    Nothing

    How many languages can I sing in?

    How many can you I wonder

    My passions want me to win

    何よりも

    I want to win

    But that’s not what I wanted when I set foot

    What I wanted

    Your tilted hand

    How could I ever accept that now?

    Man if you’d just read it you’d be a lot less confused

    No that’s a lie

    Is it a lie?

    Dear Lyre

    Can you hear my heart?

    I know this isn’t ever going to be the time of my life

    I missed that

    What I wouldn’t give to go back to Japan and never look back

    Go back to that time and never feel like I missed home

    Never find him again

    But we can’t go back to where we came

    And I have many names

    I don’t want to be lost anymore

    How am I supposed to find my way like this?

    Clouds took my stars

    Who’s going to pull my strings?

    Tired puppet

    Dance puppet dance

    Why am I always going to pick him?

    When I didn’t have a choice in the beginning

    I have the ugliest smile on the planet

    The only ones who want to see it are so far away they don’t know how bad it really is

    Could almost trick you into thinking it’s not so bad

    I can’t stop tearing myself down there’s no reason not to

    I have to do something

    Right?

    Are you going to come and tell me my thoughts are unnecessary again?

    No you’ll probably come tell me I scream at myself when there’s nobody left to fight

    If the nightmare isn’t anywhere then why is it back every night?

    Riddle me that cosmic DJ

    Is it love?

    We’ve been running away from eachother

    We never would have crossed paths

    I just wanted

    I wanted a lot of things

    Lots of expectations

    It all just was so easy

    To be completely insane yet appearing functional

    At least I’m

    Lucid

    If not still absolutely insane

    Sane people don’t fall in love with people like that

    Will we ever meet?

    Oh now my music is telling me to go to bed and come back at dawn

    Did I 悩み enough?

    Good luck reading this

    Not

    I’m just dawn

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