Tom Morrissey

Tom Morrissey Aug 2019

I hear the whimpering
As the factions call us home
You too keep true to math
As you fall into your number
Begging to be apart of the equation
Fertilization
You exist
It’s everything you ever wanted
Please stop crying

Tom Morrissey Aug 2019

Craziness

So many blurred eyes
The unwillingness to delve deeper, may just lead to the destruction of this world
(or a volcano)
But wait
There’s more
Like a stone being cast across an infinite lake
Maybe when I go to sleep
You'll get it

Tom Morrissey Aug 2019

Understand

We're all broken

Stop trying so hard to become fixed

Just enjoy the life you have been complaining about

You choose everything,

Choose HAPPY!

Tom Morrissey Aug 2019

In……..Out, Repeat.

The abundance of availability is depressing
I am right now a white American male
With empty leisure
I sit
I contemplate everything
From
Who I want to be
To
Who or what am I really?
I sit a long time
I find that I’m lazy
Giving vegetative time to whatever
Not, not important
But
Not properly perceived…

…I should be basking

We ALL should

Tom Morrissey Jul 2019

Who’s Life is it Anyway?

My brother says “we're all just like that Plinko puck”
Just freefalling
Allowing every little bump to reroute us
To let us fall somewhere we wouldn’t expect
How exciting
We really are simple

Tom Morrissey Jul 2019

Simple

I know that all the emotions that are rampaging in my head
Are just subtle responses triggered by this current perception
And that “my head” doesn’t (beyond it’s own criteria) exist
We come from death
We go to life
There’s nothing you can do that’s wrong
Since the game is experience
And experience is what you have
You’re working
Try not to try so hard

Tom Morrissey May 2019

Frantically Fleeting

I’ve been having a horrible go of things

And I’m feeling kind of stuck

I’m 29, I feel loved

But I can’t seem to give a ****

That care that I had for all of you

Gone

That love I wanted to share

Unimportant

Just a cataclysmic moment in my mind

From the turning off of emotion

I’m held bound to nothing

I want nothing

But perhaps the light to be snuffed