Dev - Hello Poetry

Dev Feb 2019

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if you were here,

would you be disappointed?

Who am I kidding, ofc you would be

Dev Feb 2019

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Tip toe across the floor,
And slyly creep to the open door.
Slither through and don't turn around
Cos if you do,

they'll put you in the ground.

Just a weird bit

Dev Feb 2019

I'm okay, promise.

I have almost successfully untethered myself from society
Become a recluse, a hermit
I tell myself I'm happy this way
Like this no one can hurt me
Or my imaginary heart.
That I'm okay
Speaking to my only real friend every now and again
By texting
I'm okay being alone.
I'm okay with this
It's all fine.
I'm becoming detached
From reality
And it's fine.
Let's do something together later.
Don't worry, I'll forget about it.
Sometimes I forget the day.
Sometimes I forget the year
My memories get mixed up with the present.
A foggy, hazy blend of incoherent snapshots of my past
Thinking I have plans for dates that have been and gone
Cancelled.
I was "sick"
But I'm okay.
I swear.
I'd stop doing it if I wanted to.
If I was smart.

I wish that I hadn't let all my friends go, I wish it wasn't so hard to talk to them, but when I do I always want to cry. It's my fault, and it shouldn't be so hard. Maybe when I'm 4 months older it'll be easier ;)

Dev Feb 2019

faded

Lately I've been dreaming
In faded technicolour.
I dream of you, of him
And her
And it wakes me up

Lately I cannot sleep
Plagued by these
Almost contrived dreams
Like my subconscious is telling me something.

I remember times I'd all but forgotten
I remember feeling like a child.

And as I wake, for the first time tonight.
I know what you are trying to tell me.
This faded technicolour, the people who you left, these dreams which won't leave you alone.
You're lonely.

And I'm back after a month at least of disappearance oops

#lonely

Jan 2019

Madisen Kuhn

the slightest bit lonely

why do i crumble
fall into pieces of
oats and sugar
something beautiful
in a white bowl, but
a mess on the floor
when i wake up
in an empty house
why do i wither like
brown leaves
under brand new and
borrowed boots atop
autumn sidewalks
when i’m alone,
i’m alone,
i’m alone
it is not enough
to eat breakfast
however small
to wash my hair with
coconut milk
to not step out into
the busy street;
i freeze before the ice
touches me
i do not allow
the chance to warm
my own hands
i lie down, on
***** sheets,
and wait for someone
anyone
anything
to awaken me

#alone #loneliness #lonely #dysfunction #helpless #helplessness #dependence #anxiety #depression