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Ꭷ Ꮇ Ꮛ Ꮐ Ꭺ Mar 22

Pffff

He'd like to write something clever,
he'd like to build something fun
he'd like to describe himself
or flatter a loved one.

He'd like to be unique
he'd like to be smart
he once thought he was great
but he's really not.

Ꭷ Ꮇ Ꮛ Ꮐ Ꭺ Jan 29

Songs

Music takes me to different realms
More simple, more exciting
It makes me fly away for some time
As I dive in it's chords.

Music makes me blossom
Feeds my imagination
My emotions, my mood
It helps me heal inside.

Music guides my spirit
To places I wouldn't care
To visit otherwise.

Music cures me, hurts me
It helps me find
Versions of myself
I thought I'd left behind.

Ꭷ Ꮇ Ꮛ Ꮐ Ꭺ Oct 2023

Attempt

I want the buzz
of being proud.
I want to dance of pure joy;
And overall feel satisfied
that I've done what I've been doing
and forgiven what I have not.

Poetry has never really been my thing but it might be good to try something different.

Ꭷ Ꮇ Ꮛ Ꮐ Ꭺ Sep 2023

Nothing

You talk of love
always of love
wonder, beauty
tenderness and care.
I don't think you know pain...
you talk of rainbows
bright colors, sunsets
sunny days and starry nights
but I can see none of the above
the same way you do anymore
because I know pain
and I can't seem to forget what it's about.

Ꭷ Ꮇ Ꮛ Ꮐ Ꭺ Sep 2023

Better

Had I not been born
my mother would've thrived,
anyone who ever met me
would be happier...
or nothing would change
because meeting me
changes nothing for the better
and maybe not even for the worse;
It changes nothing
because I play no role,
I teach no lesson,
I have no personality or goal.
Had I not been born
nothing would change
not for those around me
but I would be surely happier
if I didn't exist.

Ꭷ Ꮇ Ꮛ Ꮐ Ꭺ Nov 2022

Untitled

I was freed
from the room I lived in
and the state of mind
I loathed.
I was freed from my chains
from my brain, from abuse.
I was freed and went out
celebrating, grey sweater
black pants, in the crowd
of colorful people
with souls like black holes.
But the city is mine
Yes, the city is mine too,
it's big enough for me and you,
you get the churches
I get the beaches,
you avoid me
And I avoid you.

Ꭷ Ꮇ Ꮛ Ꮐ Ꭺ May 2022

Storm

Walk out in the rain
pouring down, soaking wet.

Walk out in the rain
without an umbrella or a hat.

Walk out in the rain
dark clouds are all you see,
because if you never feel cold
you won't appreciate the heat.