Poetry

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

  • If this is the beginning

    What was the first half of my life for?

    Like here I have been

    Waiting for a chance

    How am I supposed to get it right if I don’t know what I’m supposed to do?

    No wonder it distorts

    If this is the beginning explain it to 33 years of me why they had to struggle

    If it gets better

    I have to explain to all those me’s that they were just on standby

    At that point an afterthought

    And how can you say something like “it just wasn’t time yet”

    What right does fate have to hold me like this?

    Empty in this space?

    Alone and desperate

    I do terrible things when I’m desperate

    You could say Don’t we all

    But I don’t get excuses

    And, yeah, I burn down

    Plunged into the deep

    But I get back up

    Kind of

    With a limp

    Tis but a flesh wound

    傷だらけ姿で

    It’s just all I am

    Yes I know you’re there

    Oh hot ball

    I don’t think anyone’s going to be saving me

    As much as I wish they would

    So, all I hear is

    The want to escape

    While I am trapped in this life

    Don’t I just wish

    To be put back together?

    What’s left of the dream?

    How I wanted to see you

    And I am a fool for thinking so

    Because what I wanted to see is not a person

    But an ideal

    If I was any good at this

    Something would have happened by now

    No?

    Where am I on the chart?

    Am I on it at all?

    How can things be so grey when I can see the colours?

    If you’d take a dare

    Heh nope that never worked either

    Will I ever feel alive again?

    I haven’t felt alive in so long

    I thought it was being forced out of me

    But I can turn it off

    Curious

    Music buzzy energy whatsit

    Turn offable

    Not that I’d want to

    When it feels like it’s coming from me

    What it is I couldn’t tell you

    These mysteries

    Maybe you couldn’t handle it

    Maybe my inner world is too vast for anyone to handle

    I wish they would

    Someone

    Help me make sense of it all

    I don’t know what I’m supposed to be doing

    If I don’t know how am I supposed to do it right?

    Yes

    Ever the empty seat

    Thank you for filling it from time to time spirit

    I wonder if I’ll ever see the Wolf again

    I miss him

    I miss everyone I used to know and now don’t

    One way or another

    And even some I’ll never know and never did

    It’s so easy to miss people you’ve never met

    See

    I don’t know

    It can’t be the beginning

    It’s already halfway over

    Isn’t it?

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  • Too many people put “let’s go”

    In their song

    Like we get it

    You’re pretending the audience is included

    Can you leave it for the concert please?

    I know I’m alone singing with no one else

    It’s so dangerous to listen to what the radio has to say

    Fall in love it says

    Never again

    I will never trust anyone with my heart

    It’s a pointless suggestion

    Like jump off a bridge

    I’m more likely to jump

    Than to fall in love ever again

    Maybe if I’d just waited

    How very unlike me that would have been

    Unseen

    Invisible

    No.

    I refuse to pursue

    I refuse to chase

    I refuse to do anything

    Like hell I’m going to put myself up to be assaulted again

    Because apparently attempting to smother someone is just assault

    Nope

    Never again

    I’m not going to go looking

    I’m not going to “put myself out there”

    It’s pointless

    They wouldn’t really want me anyways

    Once they realise the depth of the illness

    Sooner or later I’ll be mocked again by the same lips that said I love you

    I would have to be stupid

    I’ve asked any number of people out in my life

    And every one said no except him

    What am I supposed to get from that?

    I’m only worthy of being abused

    And I won’t let that happen again

    If all this world gives me is hell

    I choose to just suffer by myself

    I say choose but it’s not like there is anyone

    There is no one

    No friends

    No love

    Just nothing

    I honestly don’t know what I’m living for

    But I’d have to go through pain to die

    And I don’t want anymore pain

    So I’m stuck

    Then had a ménage à trois

    Sorry they keep blacking that line out on the radio it’s driving me nuts

    I hate censorship

    Fuck fucking censorship

    I saw three shooting stars last night

    Three keeps knocking

    And I keep telling it we already tried this

    Whatever it was meant to be, it is not

    It can’t be

    Not without his permission

    よろしく

    I hope I can turn yesterday’s tears into strength

    And the day before

    Not knowing what it is I was supposed to be doing here

    Because it feels like the Universe says one thing and the universe says another

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  • It’s hard to maintain motivation

    Even bringing the word to mind was a struggle

    Every day is the same

    I wake up and do the same things

    Either do nothing but entertain myself all day

    Work

    Or appointments

    I still return to the same place

    I still go to bed alone

    I still don’t see a soul

    Or if I do it’s for five minutes

    Or it’s my step dad who barely talks to me

    Never a companion

    I wonder what it’s like?

    Being loved

    Seeing people

    Face to face

    I’ve been isolated for so long that crowds scare me more than ever

    What’s it like to be the focus of one?

    There’s always an empty chair

    Even if I fill it with crap

    There’s still no one sitting there

    I see so many possibilities

    And yet not one has been for me

    Not one

    And you want me to work

    For what?

    What is all this building to exactly?

    It’s probably a joke at my expense

    Like haha oh look your life is a Linkin Park song

    I don’t have any 頑張る気

    None

    Please can you just let me love someone who isn’t going to try to kill me?

    Why is that too much to ask?

    It doesn’t have to be the one

    The one was so far beyond my reach it wasn’t even funny

    Unless you’re a cruel nasty person

    I don’t know who to blame for this

    Blame my own body for being susceptible to being sick in the first place

    We all have choices

    Except when we don’t

    I don’t believe there’s much more to go

    I’m seriously running out

    That was a beautiful shooting star

    一堂だけ

    会いたかったって思ってた瞬間に

    不思議だよね?

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  • I don’t want to do this anymore

    Feeding myself to maintain this existence

    Being awake to see in realtime how alone and unwanted I am

    I want to exist somewhere else

    And if you won’t give me that

    Give me enough drugs so I can fry my brain beyond comprehension

    I don’t even want anything to do with the reason this whole thing is here anymore

    I don’t really want him

    I don’t even know if I like him anymore

    I don’t want to sit here pining over some unattainable idea

    I don’t want to live this life anymore

    I don’t want to put effort into living it

    I don’t want to go to work to make the measly pennies I do

    Just to not make enough

    Just to have to beg for it from someone else

    Here mum have all the power over me and you can just watch while I suffer and send me hug emojis

    Yeah that’s what I wanted my life to be like

    Someone tell me what’s the point?

    Every tomorrow is the same

    I’m still here

    Still stuck, unmoving, while everyone else is gone so far ahead

    Just give me drugs

    Just let me have enough money and a way to get drugs

    I’ll send myself to oblivion so I never have to think about this hellscape again

    Oh no your sister died from drugs

    Yeah it should have been me

    It should have been me

    I don’t want to prolong this life anymore

    It’s not even a life

    I may as well have died when I was a teenager

    Saved myself all this suffering

    I don’t want to do it anymore

    Call me when someone worth living for calls me

    There is nothing here for me in this wasteland

    I don’t want to do this anymore

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  • I still don’t know why they told me that

    We don’t live there anymore

    It was so clear

    And then it was about him

    And I don’t know why

    Why did you feel the need to inform me about him?

    I thought they were all as aware as me

    These things I know

    I can’t think of a reason

    I can’t understand why I needed to know that

    And I can’t prove it

    Maddening

    You all seem to push me towards him

    Why did I need to know that?

    Here’s me not trying to stalk someone and they powers that be are like

    Here’s some information

    So much that I never really know what any of it means until it reaches me

    These mysteries

    I don’t know why I thought it would be easier to figure them out together

    In the end I’m stuck here trying to figure them out anyways despite any effort on my part

    Beauty and the Beast where the beauty never pays the beast any mind because beasts are ugly

    I want to call him a coward

    But there’s nothing I could really bring

    Being nothing

    A person isn’t a coward for ignoring a wrapper on the side of the street

    I don’t know why you continue this

    This telling me things

    I’m not even crazy right now I’m just depressed as fuck

    I wish you’d leave me be

    Let me forget about him until I want to think about him again

    If only he could see it

    I’d tell him I don’t understand it

    I’d tell him I don’t know why

    Maybe we were supposed to meet

    I don’t know

    I still don’t know

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  • I wasn’t very productive today

    Nor interactive

    Tried to make coffee

    Succeeded

    But then passed out for over an hour so it was cold

    And that’s just my life now

    Can’t put together anything without paying for it

    Never getting to enjoy things when they’re hot

    This life

    As I pulled myself through my tears earlier

    People say life’s not fair

    But my life is so unfair it’s got to be worth trying to fix

    Right?

    How many more are like me?

    I wish I could live in a dorm or something

    One with big rooms

    At least I’d get meals

    The only way for me to live comfortably it to eliminate rent

    Or for an extra $1000 to suddenly exist every month

    $200

    God

    The federal government must think we’re all stupid

    It’s too much

    This life is too much

    I had so much fight in me

    And I still have some fight it’s just harder to pull out from all the other things I have going on

    It’s also unfair that my only possible way out is to meet a financially stable significant other who would be willing to take on me

    I never wanted to be any type of weak person in any distress

    I wanted to stand on my own two feet

    And now I just feel like that’s never going to happen

    I want to find arms to fall into that stand on an equal level as me

    I don’t want to be indebted to someone for my care

    I hate imbalance

    Why else would I have been so stupid about all of this?

    I don’t want to live on this planet under the care of someone else

    I don’t want to give someone that much power over me

    I search for equality

    I find none

    I’d say I wish they’d all become poor like me but most of them will so it’s be a wasted wish

    I wish I lived in a world where I could stand on my own two feet

    I don’t know what tomorrow holds but if it’s anything like today I’ll just sleep it away

    I just don’t have the will to continue

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