Karen Liu: Poems

delusional

Karen Liu Mar 2015

we are weak
stupid and idiotic
we don't matter
in this ******* world
this *******
messed up world
sometimes
i think that if i
killed myself
this world would be
a better place.
not that
my death
would cause anything
we delude ourselves
into thinking that
our tiny lives matter
when they don't
we shouldn't
be delusional
the need to open our eyes
and see that the only people that matter
are the powerful
and unfortunately
few are
the truth is
we need to stop
deluding ourselves
with visions
of grandeur
we don't ******* matter
maybe we never will

i'm sorry, i'm just really sad right now.

i swear, i'm not suicidal, it's just that i'm really sad and depressing poetry [albeit really bad poetry] is kinda like my therapy, along with music

how did this happen?

Karen Liu Jan 2015

how did this happen?

bringing forth
dark memories
from dark depths
where i had stowed them

i thought they were prisoners
of my will
how i was wrong

i bow down to them
the murky and depressing
they seize my heart
my body and my soul

i am bound
with chains of memories
to a wall of sadness

chains with the strength
of diamond
a wall as sturdy
as titanium

and i can only hope
that one day
my mind will be merciful

i can only hope
that one day
it will allow me freedom
to live
love and laugh

i can only hope
that one day
it will stop fighting
itself

but for now
i can only dream
about a day
without feeling
a numb stupor

but for now
i can only dream
about a night
without being haunted
by memories

nightmares
about how i became
a creature
of the shadows

questioning
how did i become
a slave
to the darkness

okay, i know that this poem is really bad; it's my first poem in four years. i have no idea how to format poems or anything, so i just did what felt right.

please, no hate. thanks.
-

#dream #sad #future #memories #darkness #slave #nightmares #prisoner

we don't matter

Karen Liu Mar 2015

we don't matter

we are weak
stupid and idiotic
we don't matter
in this ******* world
this *******
messed up world
sometimes
i think that if i
killed myself
this world would be
a better place.
not that
my death
would cause anything
we delude ourselves
into thinking that
our tiny lives matter
when they don't
we shouldn't
be delusional
the need to open our eyes
and see that the only people that matter
are the powerful
and unfortunately
few are
the truth is
we need to stop
deluding ourselves
with visions
of grandeur
we don't ******* matter
maybe we never will

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