25/M/Washington, USA Most of my poetry comes out of anxiety, mania, and both a disinterest and love for the mundanity in life. Inter-personal reactions, nature, and some greater meaning I hope to find in either one.
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This one's an engineer This one's an architect This one's an addict This one's a preacher This one's a lover This one's a teacher This one's a crier This one's dead This one's a scientist This one's a mathematician This one's in a bad place This one's a helper This one helped too much This one's lying This one's working This one's watching This one can't move This one is sick This one is singing This one's a dreamer This one's a doer This one just gave up This one took that one's place This one's building walls This one's building infrastructure This one's lonely This one's destructive This one's blind This one's deaf This one's fine
and so it goes another morning in bed and another night looking in the mirror wondering if i'm a start or an end or if love is one big game and i was never told how to play just sold the pieces and scolded for not putting it together myself but maybe this beer will tell me how to build a heart from the pieces i was handed and this **** cycle will break and i'll go to a place where love is not of **** and trust is a fact and not a prelude where i'm not spending my nights drinking and writing of dead ends and dead dreams that still cling to me and really in the grand end i just want to be loved