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i pretend to understand the intricacies of the world i ask god for answers and get none in return but it doesnt matter hes long dead anyway. a puzzle piece thrown into the wrong set nowhere to fit me in nowhere to force me in .the room walls close in on me as i forget my conscience at my best friends house again. the world is lost on me and spilled guts decorate my every word shadows of my desire... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
life moves on but i dont. wandering the empty backrooms picking at cobwebs the mind forgets but the heart never left. dissociative hazes made me miss out on my own life the gaps i fill in with idealistic conjectures and convenient generalizations my only salvation the last branch i hold on to until it breaks in half like all the others and do i even have a choice? broken pieces of a conscience lon... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
who knew the world could be so kind. like two puzzle pieces clicking together our souls fit next to each other just right and in every sunset and sunrise i see you . your care surrounds me like a warm hug and i will give you anything in return because you deserve the world and no one else seems to realize. my best friend my dearest companion saturday mornings belong to us and i will sit through th... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
it's rush hour but my fuel's going low and i only hope i don't break down in the middle of the highway. they're setting up all these street signs speed limits silently begging me to slow down but they cant slow down the clock. something tells me to do a left swerve and crash into the barrier maybe the fire will envelop me and wash my fears away once and for all but i've already come this far haven... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
the doom of a young amnesiac to forget and forget and forget the little time youve had on this wretched planet. loss takes on a brand new meaning when its gone not only from your present but from your past too and there is truly nothing left and no amount of careful documentations or remnants of the memories will bring back the feeling its as if i was never even there. everything is slipping right... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
luck has always been on my side so may the world take a chance on me once more. does the pain matter if i always win in the end? a lucky charm beaded with suffering and loss on a string of misfortune ironically so as the universe laughs in my face. everything has its price and im sure ive paid off my debt a hundred times over but is it enough to save me? i look to the clouded sky once more with a ... » Continue Reading
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freak. weirdo. only one thing on my mind and i cant seem to scrub it off. i am shallow i am tainted i dont know how to feel okay with myself like this. it gets hard to just get through the day normally i have to waste time feeding my disgust but it never stops. maybe it wouldnt be so bad if it didnt twist and warp into such cruelty without a care for my comfort nor conscience.its long reached my c... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
pathetically craving words of praise because otherwise i am nothing and anything i do becomes nothing. my excitement crushed and eyes wet nothing even happened but thats the problem. does it matter if it doesnt matter to anyone else? im probably reading into it toomuch im just like that. but i cant say anything i wont let myself say anything its too much coercion too much egocentrism . i dont need... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
everything feels personal everything feels like some sort of mockery. i notice too much for my own good. anything can be reasonably explained away but when have i ever been reasonable? i start feeling hypocritical and then i remember things are different now i give people more than i get. i never know how to ask for the reciprocation i know itd be fine but what if its not. i built that torturous i... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
my therapist thinks im doing better but i dont think im much more than just distracted. juggling plans responsibilities ideas obligations and where am i in all this?not particularly existing but i dont really want to. im an adult i dont have time for this nonsense i wish i could leave the past in the past and the future in the future » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
its a battle anger vs guilty conscience. undeserved apologies and nights wasted on crying googling medication doses hoping this time i wont be such a coward. lost nearly everything to a petty mess and somehow i was to blame. never really a person never really allowed to make mistakes. part of me believes i bring inherent ruin like its chained to my leg always singled out always thrown into the spo... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
twist my neck until it cracks until i stop breathing and drop dead i dont wanna live like this every step is another mountain and familiar hands push me off & i become sisyphus pushing that boulder til the end of my days .held together by a glue stick and my heart keeps tapering off can you pick it up for me? or you can stomp it and let it shatter thats fine i was probably gonna do that anyways. i... » Continue Reading
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