A little attention is all I ask for
Just a smile to be sent my way
I've yearned it for what seems like centuries
This crush I have hasn't gone away
If only you felt the same
And gave me a chance
I'd take down all my walls for you
You'd never again have a cold hand
My best friend tells me to move on
And I'm sure she knows what's best
But the chemistry we share is undeniable
And my thoughts run without rest
And I know that you are straight
You've made yourself explicitly clear
I know I read too much into it
I'm the reason that my heart tears
Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning
Because I can't catch my breath
But drowning in my emotions
Sometimes feels the best...
I'm trying to move on
because I know for sure I'M TOO YOUNG
to feel this way for someone
So instead I sit in my own silence around you
And bite down on my tongue
Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 1:00 PM UTC
I've been on Earth for 5150 days
And I've come to the conclusion that
people are sick
We have stolen for only ourselves
We have killed without thinking twice
We have persecuted for thrills
We have taken advantage for satisfaction
We have tortured for revenge
We have blown up because of one man's instruction
We have terminated species for space
We have disrespected for payback
We have decimated for attention
We have walked out to lead a childless life
We have betrayed for fictional assurances
We have destroyed planets for Jordan's and KD's
We have airbourned sicknesses to control the population
It's what we're best at.
No one alive cannot check something off of this list
No matter how good our intentions are in this moment
We have humanized ourselves
I don't want to be humanized
I want to change
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 10:19 PM UTC
Just go talk to him
you'll see what I see
behind all his faux toughness
is a deeper story trying to flee
and while most see masculinity
behind his walls, I observe his insecurity
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 9:53 PM UTC
"Make me!"
she cries
"Make me feel again!"
I can't help with that at all
Her frail ghost has suffered so much
She has traveled the world and seen any and everybody
Every single grave except her own
For she can not bear it.
But yet she can't feel
There's no happiness
There's no envy
She sees people living and loving
But with a poker face, she stares at me
But my emotions are not gone
And the pain she yearns to feel embodies in me
As if life has been taken from her and now resides in me
But I still feel lifeless
(This isn't about me...
It's about my nameless friend.)
I want to reach out to comfort her
and she doesn't even know she needs it
This **** ghost that finds comfort in my room
Haunts me forever
ironically enough
But I can't reach out to her and I can barely hear her
Her voice is a whisper
Even when she yells
(She should be glad she doesn't have a real throat since she yells so much)
"I know!"
she cries.
"I know you hear me!"
I can't answer that anymore.
I need to tune her out to escape my turmoil.
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 9:47 PM UTC
Blunt honesty
it screams out my name
and synonyms of myself which include words like lame
I don't tune them out because people say it makes us stronger
Hecklers left and right appear though, yet my sadness only lasts longer
I've been diagnosed and yet I welcome blunt honesty with open arms
Because if I don't take it now one day I'll set off alarms
The alarms I destruct because my depression has spewed
And I don't set them off but the reason that I do
is because I meant to destroy them
so that no one could help
I'm reckless and sad but I couldn't bother someone with a yelp
My life is not theirs to care for
I'm my own person
And I'm living to be stronger
So I'll take the blunt honesty
And be sad for much longer
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 9:31 PM UTC
His name is Carter
And he’s all alone
In school
At home
Even on the bus because
no one sits next to him,
(But I’ve made an attempt
To be his friend
But I can’t break free of the honesty
That he is extremely annoying
So I will leave him to himself
Whenever I can)
One day his bag was extra heavy
And I could see it
But I did not ask about it
To not let out the brutal honesty
At the end
That I really did not care
Except my mind went there
Courtesy of the news
And I looked at the shape
Which wasn’t outlined as a rifle
So I looked the other way without paying attention anymore
And when I knew my safety was not compromised
I did not care about why it was so heavy
I stood behind him in line when
His bag bumped against me and
I pushed it out of my face because
What a nuisance!
He turned around looking annoyed
and quite frankly I did not care about his feelings
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 9:22 PM UTC
I am not in contact with my emotions
they're distant to me and far away
it's been centuries since we've met again
ever since the night I let them be torn away
I found out early that love holds you back
so I cut off all association
And now my faux emotions sparkle
without any questioning
Because everyone only sees my smile
And it's not a cry out for help
But instead, all that I sprout it for
Is to display my independent self
So there's no reason for me to have anyone
Because I couldn't hold commitment.
I can watch from afar easily
As I decimate the shipments
Because my heart yearns to travel to my mind
and I painstakingly won't let it
I did this one to myself and now I am secluded
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 11:19 AM UTC
Where do I go when I die?
And where is a young pet
how will I know if I never
can
test out this question
Do I need to run until my
Heart gives out while I get chased
By a dog
If we go and stop at the same time
Will we both fall?, Together?
Will we go to the same place?
Then will I know?
Would I have any recollection
Of why I did it at first…
But after all this running, don’t know if it’d suffice
I might fall from thirst
And give up the device
Of my mind?
If I die, if I’m to fall it’s such a waste
Just to solve a simple question
I’m not sure if it’s worth the risk
If I’m right or wrong
I wish I could float off in space in a bubble of energy and travel twice the speed of light,
and what if that’s better than heaven but definitely better than hell
oh, I wonder what I become when I die
Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 6:58 PM UTC