Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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I had my phone in my hand
I was talking to my landlord’s girlfriend
I heard noises that sounded like music?
I finished talking to my landlord’s girlfriend
Came back over to sit down
And my phone was in Spotify
In my you playlist
Playing it
I can’t make this shit up
How it got on
Then from Facebook to Spotify
To my playlists
To that playlist
And started playing
I will never know
“It’s a fact of life”
I said as I sat down and laid eyes on my phone again
Yeah and apparently you’re a fact of life too
These strange things that happen
I wonder if there’s anything in this world that can explain them
Anyone
Maybe I actually cut it
Maybe this is the reverberation
Someone tell my why
That wasn’t even the playlist that was playing
I have no idea how or why
I wish I could wrap up the memory and send it as proof
All the memories
Lost though they may be
Just another thing that happened
And will fade
Just another moment I was forcibly taken to you
What is the meaning?
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Let me disappear into the guitar for a moment
Somewhere I don’t need to be saved from
As it goes
I could almost take from it
If I knew how
Like it’s running my soul for a moment
If I could just reach it
Just like with my beautiful planet
So close
If I could wait an hour
Of course I can’t
It’s a very specific sound
Is it a grumble?
It’s hard to describe sound
I could exist in this for a while
If Time would let me
I need something alive to live with
When I’m searching for a sound
It does sound tough
To have to drown it
I swear the strings of my heart are made the same
To be played however the use sees fit
No one has taken it but to wreck it
What sound could come from it?
Is it a lyre?
That’s not all that I’ve got I’ve got lots more
I’m just going to keep making the lyre joke
In different ways
Silently
I need more affection than you know
I wish I could think back
To a place the future was shining
Trick of the light
It belonged to someone else
Even the sky feels nostalgic
Waiting under it a thousand thousand times
Wouldn’t you?
I wish I could set my gaze on you
I hope I can open a window for you
Big enough to fit through
Declasp the latch
I’m below a night sky
With my fears and my lies
Could you set me a direction?
Put up a flare
In the glare
Overflowing with despair
I think I feel your heart beating
Somewhere in the sound
Oh it’s just passive
You’d have to know my soul to spot it
If I see you at all
Is it everyone except you?
But when it’s him I can slip beneath the surface
Speak our private things for a moment
These secrets the celestial bodies know
I wish I could tell them to someone
It’s a shame I can’t feel real within being reflected
Hey, mister one call away
I hope you never forget how much I love you
Hey mister here’s my number, I forget the rest
I hope you find rest in the night
I’m searching for it
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First thing
Pulling myself up out of this muck
I’m just barely making it
Just barely
There’s no way to stop myself from slipping ever more further backwards
I could claw the ground and I’d still slip
Treading water
Beneath the surface
Begging for a way out
How I’ve lost track of the path
Can’t even plod forward
These flash floods have me
Wishing on a light I see above that I hope is a star
If there was something someone like me could do
If there was work I could do
If I could escape this hell
Doing what I can do doesn’t seem to be enough
I can’t follow any dreams here
The pain
I can’t describe
How it claws me from the inside
Like I claw the ground
Dragging away
It’s too much
This urge to just give in
Instead I have to somehow summon the strength
Tell me where it comes from?
If I search within I am so empty
No energy
No power
Everything hurts
If this love could light
But then it would have to mean something
I wonder what a single word would have changed?
So many to choose from
Don’t trust others with your fate
But this me is so exhausted
So drained
Surely I’ve tried so hard for long enough?
If you tell me it’s just a bit further I won’t believe you
I’ve come so far
So much nothing here
So much everything everywhere
Except right here
And I am grateful for the Wind that rushes up to my knees just then
せめて
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Oh and then there you are
Both of you
It’s like you know what my soul wants to say
I’m trying to get back up on my feet
But I truly believe I only have so much left in me
You get back up enough times you start thinking this is getting stupid
On repeat even
Yeah it’s just too much
Sometimes I wonder if I gave up
What would change?
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It kills me
What he must think of me
How he must feel
Imagining myself being brought up in front of hundreds to hear for my crimes
Intentions are difficult
When I have them it doesn’t seem to matter
When I don’t have them things go colourless
It’s on my mind enough
Whether one is too much
Wondering who else could possibly have him on their mind as much
Rather zero
But I don’t know how to disappear
And this
Well this was already too much
So just adding to it can’t hurt
At least that’s what I think
I wonder what he’s doing
Right this second
Somewhere
And then the Wind pulls me back
In this moment
The rain I wanted didn’t happen
I’m only hoping there’s something significant in the works
I feel very trapped
In this place where I can do nothing
But what should I do?
Throw myself into the path of the flame?
I tried that once
Metaphorically
I’d just catch fire and add to the already on fire fire
In this world that I can do nothing
And the one thing I did was just the worst thing in my life
I don’t know if there is a place for me in this world
You insist?
She really likes an odd collection, doesn’t she?
Mother
I worry what he could think
I can’t ever imagine it’s anything good
Even if I sometimes imagine us laughing suddenly
I wish I didn’t find myself in these day dreams
It’s hard to pull myself from the wreckage of “waking up” from them
I wish I had a normal life
I wish I didn’t want to get involved with things that had nothing to do with me
I have no idea how to change it
Occupy my mind with something else
I’m sitting beside this ember with a fan
Listening to all it has to say as I fan it lazily
Yes, that’s nice dear
Why does my heart burn this way?
Does everything important have to be invisible?
I wish there was a way to undo whatever curse I put on myself
I’ve said I’m sorry so many times
Yet I still can’t seem to disappear
A strange and pointless struggle
I know that
I do
Can you put up with me for a while longer?
Even trying my best I can’t seem to keep quiet
The unfortunate truth of being me
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Well, Sooke is still there
No twists that led to my fears coming true
And there are clouds in the sky
Maybe they heard me calling
Now they just need to become thick and grey
And actually rain
Give the firefighters some help
I don’t know where they came from
These clouds
Well, Hermes brought them
Yes, thank you
If people got to know all of you
Would things go better more often?
Or is another of those strange coincidences my life is filled with?
In any case
Rain
Those poor creatures
Those poor plants and trees
Human caused, as usual
There’s no surprise
Only reserved acceptance
Yup,
Humans do that
It took, what?
1 month into Summer true
Weather wise
BC is on fire again
I swear it wasn’t like this growing up
Maybe we just didn’t know about it?
My parents watched the news religiously though
I don’t know
All I can ask is you forgive this poor land the mistake of a fool
The mistake of however many fools
Fall I have felt you in the chill in the evening
Please bring the rains early this year
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It’s okay for me to sleep right?
I haven’t had too much?
You wouldn’t take that away, right?
What little, awful quality, actually restful, sleep I get?
I swore that light was blue
But now it’s green
Green would be fine
Really, any colour
I have come such a long way
And this… 迷宮
No one enters
Only sees the surface
Only what is and not what was
Not even me
In wanting to protect my future
I have become ashamed of the past
In the interest of being the best me for no one but me
Is that selfish?
No one else really wants me though
I can’t do things for the sake of people who don’t exist
I have no recognition of it
I just wished there was enough
Enough to make him see how serious I’ve always been despite the madness
A shattered dream
And in the shards
There’s not much life left to live
If I’m being honest
It doesn’t really feel like it
Perpetual existence is so trying
The weight of existence
So do I persist only to dream?
Ever searching for this hole in my soul to be filled
Desperate for the day I don’t want anymore
If only I could join them
Even if it was just on the sidelines
If you asked me what living is
I’d say struggle
There has been little else here for me
Perhaps my soul was full of itself and needed this life
The me who I am right now didn’t
Sometimes I forget there are other galaxies
So many things are happening in this space right now and none of them are someone coming to help me escape this hell
If I were to believe
Believe someone is coming
I firmly believe you’d lead me through my whole life believing only for it to be for nothing
Or you’d turn it into something sick like
Yeah someone’s coming alright
To kill you
You haven’t given me the strength to believe
Not in anything good for myself
For other people, yes
I see other people finding happiness all the time
Shards and pieces
It’s not whole
It hasn’t been for a long time
In my heart I’m searching for a place to sleep
Repetitive dreams are more a life
Than I’ll ever get to live