Infatuation

I met you like a week ago
Why do I love you?
I don’t
But the feeling’s comparable
I thought you shared interest, maybe not so much now

Tryin to get out of seeing through my sleek scope
But when I close my eyes it’s a sea of you
I guess I just won’t
Making sure my eyes remain red so my thoughts stay bearable
Clears my mind, let’s it get some rest
I’m alone now
Let’s do it again tomorrow

I still love you

I won’t ever stop
You’re amazing
Wish we never finished
Called it quits
You were my mop
Supposedly “cleaned” me up
But really just diluted the mess
I appreciate it
Now it accumulates

I’m going crazy

I won’t ever be loved the same
Blackness
Graveyard
Blackness

I hate everyone around me

*******
*******
*******
*******
*******
I can’t say it enough
I’ll never forget the **** you’ve told me
Enough is enough
Apologies worthless, like *** with women who don’t know me
**** it it’s tough
Not a person on earth who can claim that they own me
You’re playin it rough
Maybe 4-5 but no real homies

And nobody knows me
I watch this **** closely
I got time for the broskis

But I’m finding blood hard to deal with
Maybe I should cut off circulation?
I mean I am the fifth
They got two more, who apparently cause them happiness, I’m trouble eh?
Breaking us apart
******* im putting us together
Tethered us and weathered the constant ****
Used my back for heat when y’all were made of leather
I suffered
This is my release
I’ll always love you
But...
*******
*******
*******
*******
*******

I don’t really know much about poetry and may not write it conventionally but I love to write my feelings down and would love to communicate with others who feel similarly. Thank you

Nobody

No one to share my thoughts with
Feelings
Emotions
Darkness
I think ****** up things
Things I would share with you, but only partially
Closest I ever got to an open book
You only got half the story
Half is left in my head to marinate
The other part too ****** up even im shook
No literal demons
But ones in my head though,
You ever been mid conversation and though about breaking your toes over someone’s head bro?,
I think so,
I think a lot of things
Too bad there’s no one to alleviate all the bad dreams
And thank **** there’s no one to hear all my dark, evil, ****** up sayings

Thoughts

I can’t hate you
I can’t hate anything
I’m too busy Hating myself
It may not seem so
Frontal faces

Hot cold
Hot cold
Happy
Sad
Happy
Sad
It’s all in my brain,
No
Physically depressed
As if i strive for greatness
But I am my own undoing
Unrest
Plays on my mind, in the darkest hour
The night mimics my thoughts
The more I think the worse it gets
I am my own worst enemy