#hyperfixation
There’s a piece of sand on the carpet,
not where it’s supposed to be.
It should live in the bucket–
put away, not laying around bothering
my feet.
There’s a piece of sand on the carpet,
and I’ve got laundry to fold.
It’s only one grain of nothing,
yet my full attention it holds.
There’s a piece of sand on the carpet–
I can’t see it, but I know it’s there.
You wonder why I don’t dust it;
I’m convincing myself I don’t care.
Well, there’s a piece of sand on the carpet,
and now I’ll never fall asleep.
Eight hours behind, fell off my grind,
never did find the broom to sweep.
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 12:53 AM UTC
instant chemistry,
instant spark.
new person, new topics, new feelings
yet somehow, it feels as if we’ve already met.
a familiarity in you that I see in me, too.
common interests, humour, and laughs,
the only two things that separate us
are gender and heart.
a newfound bond,
a connection I already see
shining strong and true.
you see me, and I see you
our real selves, transparent and clear,
as if we read each other fluently.
it hasn’t been long since actually knowing you,
yet it feels like I’ve known you my whole life.
our friendship still new, still beaming, hopefully true
but with misread signals and miscommunication,
each falling for someone,
but I thought you liked me.
you didn’t know I liked you.
feeling like an idiot
hurt and annoyed.
after feeling it all, I realised
my feelings were real, but untrue.
I like you a lot,
but not how I thought I did.
I thought I had a romantic crush on you,
but I have a crush on you as a person,
as a friend.
and I’m so glad we’ve met now
and get to live this life together,
finally having someone
who sees our real selves,
finally seeing something deeper
than the reflection in a mirror.
Aug 4, 2025
Aug 4, 2025 at 2:41 AM UTC
I’ve got plenty hyper-fixations
Cliffhangers I like drag on in my mind
There mainly of small shows or fandoms that weasel there way into my mind
I lose myself in small details or characters
They seem to envelop me whole
Mind and all
Soon it’ll be the only thought consumes my mind
I fall asleep imagining scenarios that aren’t yet to come or might never.
Soon theses fixations became of you
Your face
The way you look at me with disgust
Your eyes
Filled with deceit
Your mouth
Spouting plentiful lies
It all fills my waking hours
Filled with anxiety that I’m just not doing something right
It’s my worse hyper-fixation
That I’m saying something wrong
That I’m speaking in the wrong tone
That I
that even with all my efforts
Am lacking.
So I’ll imagine a different way to react tomorrow,
and I’ll stay up late tonight wondering
If that one look you gave me
Meant that I didn’t do something quite right again.
Mar 12, 2025
Mar 12, 2025 at 3:14 AM UTC
It's right up in your face
Like blood on your **** floor
But you are dumb to chase
Me who is a chore
Are you that desperate
I love my instrument
And my little masked men
More than anything else
My hyper fixations
Take me away from you
Open up your eyes
I'm bright red flag
Scratch out all my lies
I make your mind lag
When I tell you that
I love you baby
It's a total gag
I just might maybe
Love all my special
interests and talents
And love Nu metal
A bit way too much
I have no balance
Left for a true love
like you
Feb 27, 2025
Feb 27, 2025 at 8:35 PM UTC
My mind’s fracturing into repeating patterns
Patterns of life and words I do not know
People I have yet to see
Breathing in equations and out various numbers
Numbers with no meaning
Sparse and erratic
Splintering sentences and irrational answers
Decimals
Quotients
Products
Products that cannot be expressed
Quotients that can never possibly be fathomed
Decimals to infinity
Never repeating
But repeating that same set of numbers
1 through 9 in every shape and form
Spiraling into the abyss
Unifying everything
Yet moving so fast
So far
That it all falls away
Quantum mechanics
General relativity
Are nothing in the face of this infinite knowledge
Infinite numbers
Infinite death
Death to these hands
Death to these atoms
Death to every particle of light that collapsed from a wave
Death of the universe
Death of me
Jan 16, 2025
Jan 16, 2025 at 3:42 PM UTC