Poetry

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

  • It’s not a shock

    Being told by people who are apparently my neighbours that I should accept poverty

    When I can’t afford my heart medication I will remember that no one owes me anything

    Not even life

    What a sick society

    No wonder the wind howls these days

    Blow it all away then

    Make them all as poor as me and see how they feel

    It should be chilling

    To be told that my own country doesn’t owe me my life

    Then why did it bother birthing me?

    I’m going to bring you into a world of demands

    But never hear any of yours

    Starve for all I care and if you become disabled don’t come crying to us

    I don’t care if you wanted to be a functioning member of society and tried so hard and got so far and in the end it didn’t FUCKING MATTER

    None of it fucking mattered

    All those days I worked 12 hour shifts for the good of my company

    All those hours spent in college and university that were supposed to send me to Japan

    I watched it all melt away into nothing

    And people tell me to be more positive

    I want to die

    I don’t want to die

    These words spin on a wheel and it could be anything

    Hold me together Sol

    And you do

    Like you’re singing a song just for me

    In your light I want to live

    These people they don’t care if I live or die

    I’m just a leech on their precious and perfectly functioning support system

    If my country and all these people I worked my ass off for

    Because they demanded it of me

    Owe me nothing then I owe them the same

    My birth was not a contract to be a thoughtless, heartless, soulless, drone for my country

    Fuck Canada

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  • They say I only focus on the negative

    As usual

    Heh

    Would I be here if I really did that?

    Sol?

    Who from I am hiding

    Hermes?

    The good things are only available for a select few

    That except the light of the Sun

    His recycled light from these gems

    If I didn’t forget it sometimes I would go crazy again

    More

    I have to find beautiful moments

    Actually what I want is to share these moments with the world

    Teach them all to be small for a moment

    Be embraced by the Sun

    I want every person to have the same chance at good moments

    I am nothing

    But that’s not really a problem

    I want better for everyone

    Everyone’s always so stressed and angry and upset and going from one disaster to another

    I don’t understand why they look around and see paradise

    I don’t understand why they don’t talk to the wind

    I don’t understand why they see this planet and see only land and resources

    Or why they choose to let some people suffer

    It’s like I live in a much larger version of Omelas. Where everyone else’s enjoyment in society is requiring suffering, hurting, abused people

    And how I wish I could walk away from it

    How I wish I could see the wretch in the dark room and walk some path away to somewhere different

    All paths still lead to this

    This doubled existence of a “good citizen” and a screaming revolutionary

    Someone take my unknown words and make people read them

    Everyone’s unknown pleading words

    Begging this society to change

    Oh they roar around me

    イタズラしないでね

    Always saying such heavy things

    You be someone

    See I learned that in this world it is impossible to be someone unless you are seen

    And I am a ghost walking a tightrope of tiny joys surrounded by the spectre of my depression

    And the only one who’s going to save me from that is the Sun

    The only one who sees me

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  • Water pouring

    Has to be one of the best sounds

    And if the wind wanted to blow some of it at me I would not object

    That moment

    A few days back

    With the rainbow

    That only happened because I was in an exact place

    The Sun was in an exact place

    And the clouds were in an exact place

    I recognise this as I see the shadow of the shed is too long for me to have seen such a thing from that place now

    How is it that I’m always in the right place at the right time for celestial beings to do things but never humans?

    Celestial being timing

    No human timing

    I see shooting stars

    And other things

    Lights that showed up in space and grew and grew and then slowly ebbed away into the darkness again

    Wondering what on Earth is that?

    Except it wasn’t on Earth it was somewhere far away

    Those unmoving lights that grow out of the darkness

    This Universe wants so much for there to be light within it

    Growing and reaching out into the darkness

    But with people

    I don’t meet anyone by chance

    No one that isn’t fleeting

    Universe I am here and I see you

    I do, all these beautiful pieces of you

    But someone

    Of the person variety?

    Ah this water is wasteful

    It sounds beautiful, but it is just pouring

    Like my soul

    Yes thank you Hermes

    What a wonderful place this could be

    I have had good timing for the sake of others

    Remember when I was a teenager and thinking about my person just for me?

    I pity them

    I pity that this is that child’s life

    My inner child

    I would protect everyone else’s but don’t ask about mine they are

    They never really existed

    There is nothing to protect

    The dreams of my youth died long ago

    Like my heart the wind is howling

    I stopped believing that happiness is what this Universe intended for me

    Only now this hope lives on, begging

    But within my heart I know this is how my life will be

    Because this is all I’m worth

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  • Well

    She’s with him and she’s playing with his hair

    And suddenly he’s the Wolf

    And then it’s a wonder he was my type

    One of my few

    It’s a wonder

    They really are both me except I have nothing

    Seven and Eight

    There is a raven riding the waves of the wind

    Oh I needed to walk away from that

    I know all too well the feeling of letting your body be used because you’re desperate

    And he’s pretty

    And I mean after that I don’t even

    The next one definitely wasn’t pretty

    At least her next one is pretty

    We diverge

    And I don’t know the rest of the story

    But this anime Midsummer Night’s Dream

    I wonder if what more I’ll see of me

    Won’t someone softly connect?

    Softly

    I’m a walking pain cushion today

    No I did not spell that wrong

    I am a cushion of pain

    No I don’t think I will trust myself with anyone again

    It’s not worth it

    I have to be worth more to myself than risking that

    Being nothing but hurt

    I’ll take the physical pain

    I try to

    But the emotional

    I have to wonder what I’m doing to take so much of this

    Looking back

    I have had a few moments were I’ve felt like everything up until then has been worth it

    None since the Wolf walked into my life

    Desperately lonely

    I wouldn’t wish this fate on anyone

    Always alone, lonely

    Being spooked by ghosts from my past

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  • Random human: laugh reacts a well thought out comment with no added context

    Me: okay sure I’ll play, I’m bored laugh reacts one of their posts

    Random human: laugh reacts one of my posts

    Okay, I’m bored now. However, curious what he laughed at

    And it’s a funny post

    Huh?

    Okay

    People are weird

    I think that people who laugh react as a like “I’m laughing at you” way

    Or laugh react and don’t explain what’s so funny

    Are just kind of cowards

    I laugh reacted when a Christian said

    History, current events, and scripture prove you wrong

    When I said Christian “he will forgive me”ism opened the door and welcomed in thousands of years of carnage by Christians

    But I then explained, you are being so incredibly impossible not to react to

    It’s just that you know that they’re trying to cause hurt with it

    That was legitimately funny

    I don’t know what they get out of it either

    It’s fine not to understand them I suppose

    It’s fine

    I don’t tend to understand much of anyone

    American prosperity, eh?

    I don’t see it

    This is what happens when other people’s music is playing

    Sometimes seeing beautiful people hurts

    And I don’t know why

    I would have wanted something like that

    Some beside them life

    Not parallel

    And instead I have this device to live with

    And this internet

    My own devices

    My own devices and my own devices

    And with my devices and my devices I continue to have nothing

    I wonder how many people with more than me believe they have less?

    Twisted desire

    Laugh reacts

    It doesn’t really bother me other than the not knowing why

    So much not knowing why in my life

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  • I await your arrival

    Stalking you through the sky waiting

    Oh why can’t it be two weeks from now?

    I’m sure you’ll have risen by then

    The you who I associate with him

    Afterall

    It was only after I sought you that he appeared

    Repetitive as it is

    To see you

    It’s worth it to see someone

    Even if it is my own sick brain giving me someone to love

    Even if

    I can’t believe I went through my entire life not knowing I could see you

    And him

    Oh how many times have I set eyes on you not knowing?

    There’s no way I could forget

    You keep reminding me

    Seen into this strange canon of mine

    Are you all?

    Or just a moment?

    Is it all just a moment I wonder

    Yes, so many questions

    Always so many questions

    And you unanswering ones

    The humans are celebrating a country that shouldn’t be celebrated

    On the other side of the world there’s them

    Having both of you at once is probably some foreboding thing

    At either horizon

    Ah

    I trouble myself with these things because I have no one to trouble myself with

    Will I know the answers in you?

    In some other place?

    I wonder what he’s doing

    I can’t even imagine

    I can’t imagine a life with people all the time

    That love and admire you

    I can’t even imagine myself a beat friend

    It’s a wonder I haven’t made up some

    Haha

    This nothing existence

    I wish I had a sliver of what they all do

    Someone who would let me cry

    Someone I feel safe crying with

    Why can’t you just accept that my life is hell and not try to tell me to look on the bright side constantly?

    I wish every person who told me to look on the brightside had to live through this

    No I don’t

    I would wish this strange solitary confinement on only my worst enemies

    And then I’d feel guilty halfway through and rescue them probably

    This nothing me

    So afraid of The Nothing

    As soon as you think of it it’s not nothing for a moment

    And then you forget and it becomes that unfathomable thing

    Nothing again

    Goodnight dear Sol

    Hermes

    Maybe the reason you show me so many shooting stars is that you feel sorry for me

    I’ve wished on every one

    Wishes don’t come true

    My wishes don’t come true

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