We're quite a like
Staring down at the sea below
No one looks back at me above
The sea line submerges in waves
If I were to drown, what a thought
Consumed in darkness and frost
Lost in thoughts, the seas and the waves
Move me into somberness
The slow descent
Upward ascent
Into the sea of dreams
Where no one hears my voice
Water moves without cause
I live without a reason
We're quite a like
Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 1:10 AM UTC
I've found it increasingly that the things I thought I was missing out on are nothing special.
The people, their lived experiences, their actions, thoughts, and feelings are all the same.
There is no new dimension or added experience to care about.
People are so breathtakingly simple, their flaws, their quirks, their obsessions are so easily displayed.
I struggle to not show my contempt at their nature yet and what of it?
Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 11:11 PM UTC
The further I go, the less I believe
What's with the need, for me to deceive
No one even cares, about all my screams
I don't even care, enough to believe
NOW!
I could sing a song
And you should sing a long
Come on let it out, don’t try to be strong
After all, they’re just going to hear it wrong
What did they tell you?
That home is where the heart is?
Life gets better if you give it a chance?
But what if misery has made its place
Laying its laurels to rest in our space
Everywhere you go
IT follows
Beating that drum
Flowing in your blood
That’s the siren’s song
Of misery’s embrace
So sing along you dumb *******
It’s okay I’m ******* disgrace too
Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 12:26 AM UTC
Cast in my shadow is someone else
Neither darker or lighter than myself
Seeing unhappiness in everything else
Why would I ask for any wealth?
When my heart is emptier than death
The wincing shock in my chest
Leaves me without rest
Shattered illusions
Ripples on a wave
Glass embeded in my flesh
Gushing bleeding turning and grieving
All for a chance to escape this steel mesh
Feb 13, 2020
Feb 13, 2020 at 10:46 PM UTC
A poem not original
The wind whispers a howl deranged
Her breath slows, its time
A flood of emotions, only artifical
Regrets loom knowing no equal
Soon her mind disappears
Eyes flash open full of fear
Death closes in oh so so near
A silent rustle
Filled with her wordless hums
Why had she given herself up?
She sees things more clear
Than from her fears
The task at hand complete
Her life fading from her feet
She wishes she hadn't
Even though her pain knows equal
She wishes she'd known
To fight for her right
To be unequal
But now its done
She is done
She's gone
In that moment
With tears in tow
She'a left us
Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 11:27 PM UTC
I am shocked by the serenity surrounding me
Finding closure was no longer a fantasy
The calm that stills the sentient ripples of consciosness
The departure of lonesome thoughts and inebriation
A hole in my chest that could not be put to rest
Yet it all faded away in a moment, a short moment of release
When the knot in my chest was at its least
All those defenses finally undone and the tears I've wanted to shed finally ran
With the noose on my neck loose around my chest
I can finally lay to rest this morbid festival of pain
I want to live but not for another's deign but for my own will and worth I will live once again
Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 12:35 AM UTC
Lend me an ear
Or a helping hand
For a destitute queer
Left upon these lands
Roaming with fear
Of an ever striking hand
Man is so frightful
Yet women are deceitful
A modicum of grace
To exit this rat's race
Ascending to the clairvoyant light
All I see the is the darkest of nights
The misty reflection upon the pond
The dark side of the moon that grows fond
I don the most dreary of expressions
Omissions of derision and deceit
A young lass still ******* on her mother's ****
Yet the pain that weighs on her empty heart
Knows no bounds, home is where the heart is
And in her heart misery resides
It lays it laurels of pain to rest in her being
Every where she goes it follows
The beating of a drum, the beating of her heart, and the siren song of misery's embrace
For darkness is fond of company and mist is its greatest ally
Lend me a hand, and I'll greet you with a grim countenance
Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 2:47 AM UTC
Be still my beating heart
Roaming through my chest
Ba-dum, Ba-dum, and pop just like that my heart is breaking
The pain ascending into my lungs and breath leaves my brain
How foggy a night, how dark is my soul, I'm broken, I'm broken, I'm broken
I beg of you my beating heart please stop beating
Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 1:08 AM UTC
The endless cycle of forgotten memories
If I have a soul, its an empty hole.
Nothing fills my illness
I can only suppose that I've always been this miserable
I wonder what was the purpose of making damaged goods
Was I an accident on the assembly line?
Damaged goods better off wasted
Born broken ain't that *****
Forced to repeat the pain endlessly
The universe is cruel to have created me
I don't know why I'm here or what I am
I'm so miserable I want to ******* end it
Regrettable is the only word that echoes in my head
Pretending to be alive when I was born dead Living is dream I would like to end
I can't communicate from a cage, yet I lock myself up anyway
I am but a distant illusion constantly alluding to death
Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 1:05 AM UTC
The further I go the less I believe
What's with the need to deceive
No one cares enough to hear
Anything but my swears
I don't even care
If a tree falls in a forest
and no one is around to hear it
Did it even fall?
If you're drowning
and no one sees it
Did you even die?
If I died on a Friday
I'd be found on a Monday
Actually that's joke
It'd be much longer
I could sing a siren song
and it would be heard all wrong
Better to be silent
That'll make it more shocking and humorous for me
Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 9:44 PM UTC