#neutral
Your heart gets split in half
**** it up
Your girlfriend broke up with you
**** it up
You have a good day
Act tough
You have been clean for 2 weeks
Act tough
You can't cry
You will be called pathetic
Weak
Fragile
No matter what
Don't...
All you have to do
Is fight through the storm
Mend your own heart
Learn how to swim
In the middle of drowning
In a 100ft deep pool
Of cold blood and drained guilt
Even if something good happens
You act like the world never changed
It stopped spinning in your eyes
Frozen in time
Not even waiting
For anything
Just ******* it all in
A sponge of neutrality
However, things change
When alone in your room
You let the water rush out
The sponge becomes dry
And your room is flooded
With despair and hatred
As you silently drown
In your life of depression
Now of course you don't show anyone
Because you are scared
Scared to be weak
You want to be like your warrior parents
Who show your pride for you
Who would do anything for their son's future
And the last thing you see
Is them crying
But they cry too
They get hurt too
But they show it
And that is one thing I try to do
Show how I feel
But I can't when I don't have an emotion to show.
Because I just can't feel anything
Even times where I enjoy myself
"Yeah, I remember that day"
Shrugging it off like another useless toy of joy
I am not depressed
But nor am I happy
I am just neutral
Because boys like me can't feel emotion
4d ago
May 29, 2026 at 10:40 PM UTC
Twenty pages from a book
Music playing from a flute
Creating life was all a fluke.
All those sounds that got Him hooked,
Lit up Heaven, darkened Hell
And the wind that chimes the bell
Whispered Him a great idea,
Go and open galeria.
A hundred handles on the door
Only one looked at the floor
Only one made out of ore.
The handle pulled and space cracked open.
"Be the light!". The first words spoken.
And the room has been awoken.
In the midst of all this gloom
Newborn stars were now in bloom.
Two got molded with primordial fire.
Mouth to sing with the angel's quire
Ears to hear the peaceful lyre,
Eyes to wander in desire,
Faces that will show they dare,
Hearts for them to also care.
Beings that walk tall
Pour traits on the wall.
First to craft was Adam
But without a soul, just a phantasm.
One that followed after, Eve
Golden hair to be weaved.
In love they would believe.
He was dancing on the Melody
For they would hold their hands eternally,
Untill the day of Jubilee.
Brushes, colours, clays and jars
Mixed emotions splashed afar
Constellations on the ceiling
Breath He gave, and started singing:
I am sharing thee My light
I am giving thee a life.
And I made thee from My bone
So thee won't be all alone.
Dec 7, 2025
Dec 7, 2025 at 8:34 AM UTC
as a house in the country,
by the water's edge,
on a clouded, zero moonlit night,
and the handful of light ****** are
far far distant and inform you that
are essential alone
the almost total absence of vision
reminds me that once,
long long, ago, I
stood by a river's edge
in a great big, well lit,
city of millions,
and the loneliness was
so acute,
the despair so
encompassing,
the overwhelming sense
of loss,
so comprehensive,
all made the dark swift waters
a close distance beneath my body,
the equivalent black pitch
of this
countryside night
both purported to
offer comfort,
neither were
*Black
is a knot*,
non~neutral color
May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 11:27 AM UTC
...I hear ya, I do
I just don't find what's been said to be true
But if I take a look through your view
And in lue of the downward spiral conducted by the waves of blue that I've now seen you go through
I want to go ahead and attempt something new
What do you say we put aside debate and simply conversate for a few
A little bit of back and forth like birds of a feather seem to do
Why don't you choose a neutral venue
And I'll collect the short guest list of me, myself and I plus you
©2024
May 8, 2024
May 8, 2024 at 1:32 PM UTC
My body,
Is here.
Yet my mind,
Is lost.
My soul,
Frozen,
Covered in frost.
And though joy exists,
I simply do not.
My brain
In a mist,
As my heart does rot.
Mar 10, 2024
Mar 10, 2024 at 4:12 PM UTC
The problem with a world reserve
Currency is that one country benefits
More because they are in “control” of
The supply and interest rate of money.
This gives that country an exorbitant
Privilege and ability to abuse the power
Therefore
What we need is a neutral base layer of
Money that can serve as a reserve
Asset for the world, not controllable
By any group or country, open to all.
Bitcoin is this completely neutral
Base layer available to the world
Jan 25, 2024
Jan 25, 2024 at 1:31 PM UTC
I have to do some research about home wiring, but I believe the ground wire and the lightning rod would let you pull electricity out of the air, just as Mr Franklin discovered. If this is true, then you are being "charged"(pun intended) for what is free, and when the electric company cuts off your service, you can just disconnect their cables and have what was once called "white power" ...no pun intended. If I die any time soon, check with the electric company haha. We are stuck on stupid.
Jul 22, 2022
Jul 22, 2022 at 3:42 AM UTC
I could write of cheer, happiness and joy,
About a victorious game, or a brand new toy,
But to do so would be to lie.
I could write of the depths of misery,
Once again venture to that deep, grey sea,
But to do so would be to lie.
Today
Was just a day
And for once, that's not so bad.
Mar 29, 2022
Mar 29, 2022 at 5:56 PM UTC
We never stopped dealing with this procrastination,
but what is this fleeting elation?
The clock is moving in such motion,
one would think that it's your imagination;
Was it all an exaggeration?
Oct 1, 2021
Oct 1, 2021 at 1:55 AM UTC
who the **** knows how an alien would view us
terrified, at the awe inducing power
we've wrestled from the world
and the lack of respect we have for it
mortified, at the sheer opulence
we've dug out from the earth
and that the many shall never see
inside, we all know
that anything makes more sense
than a perspective that rung
even neutral
Jun 26, 2021
Jun 26, 2021 at 12:48 AM UTC
"why can't I be a man that likes pink,
why can't I be a woman that likes to surf the wind,
why can't I be a man that cries tears of joy,
why can't I be a woman that's not a mommy
why can't I be a man, without toughening up,
why can't I just be
be a human"
Wutherings Bronte
Mar 30, 2021
Mar 30, 2021 at 3:25 PM UTC
Red Chrysanthemums
Zealous on the mantlepiece
Say it with flowers
Nov 16, 2020
Nov 16, 2020 at 10:19 PM UTC
I think I am in love with apathy and sighs.
I don't feel well when I look into
my own eyes.
What comes next?
After all this scripted non-sense.
The art is gone...
I'll sit on the ******* fence.
And when they come for me,
demanding things I cannot see.
I'll feel the shame I lack,
and keep looking
for the track
that I can't
stay
on.
Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 9:20 AM UTC
What exactly is a neutral state of mind?
How would it be defined?
To be okay but not?
That's quite a tough spot.
It's as if you have nothing to feel,
Like you're not quite real.
What if I said I was neutral,
Would your reaction be quite brutal?
Should I lie and say I'm fine,
Or would that cross another line?
Should I let the panic overtake me,
I could get lost in a sea.
Anxiety and depression fight one another,
It's never just one or the other.
I guess I can walk around,
Wishing nothing more than to be found.
Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 9:15 AM UTC
Does the line of comfortability change due to culture? Can you handle less because maybe you did not handle more? Are you over sensitizing because I overheard? Telling me to watch the words I learned at a young age because Susies mom taught her kids those terms?
Do you only laugh at the people you enjoy? Respect the same of your own? Can you respect me even if you don't agree, I don't want to come at you, I don't think Im right but I don't think Im wrong. Agree to disagree simple to say it .
You tell me.... "I AM" part of the queer community as if I don't love a good ***** in the face.
You tell me WHO you are and assume who I am not.
I don't want to take away your voice, I don't disagree, I just wanna say mine too and how I feel....
Feb 10, 2020
Feb 10, 2020 at 4:12 PM UTC
Relationships are circle
At least they're supposed to be
It's a give and a take
Not a take and a leave
Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 6:27 AM UTC
Riding home in a hellbound car
My lover by my side
I tried to steer a different way
But it seems by rules I can't abide
So I rest my head against the glass
Scenery a pillow
Whooshing noise a bed
Led towards a house blanketed in snow
Wishing I could stop time instead
The drive is such a neutral place
It doesn't hurt to be alive
Between the nosedive and the pole vault
The steady up and down I survive
Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 4:57 AM UTC
Sunlight pours
On the devout,
Alike, ******
No moral scout,
A ghost dancing on the moors,
Could just as soon go without.
Morality is a human construct,
The majority of the universe is indifferent to it.
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 11:51 AM UTC
Neutral
Can that be a feeling?
I don’t know
it’s not happy but its also not sad
It’s almost like nothing
I do see spurts of happiness
but also see spurts of sadness
So I guess I’m defining it as neutral
And being stuck in neutral
is also kind of like a car
You sometimes drift little forward
You sometimes drift a little backwards.
But most of the time
you stay in the same place
Aug 1, 2019
Aug 1, 2019 at 5:43 AM UTC
I was a lawful good
Boring, obsessive
Neurotic
But still good
I started leaning away
Let go of the rules
I became neutral good
I’d bend or break the order
But in the end
I’m still good
Maybe I’m even pushing
Into chaotic good
And maybe I’m okay with it
I like it
And overall
My heart is
Still good
So when you say
I’m not myself
You mean I’ve dropped the structure
Released my grip on order
And that’s what I needed
Maybe I’ll bend it a little far
Maybe create a bit of chaos
But that’s okay
I’m still me
I’m still good
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 2:06 PM UTC
it's all about balance
people who appear neutral outside
seem to be neutral inside
maybe that's why i'm so sad
while acting so happy
Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 12:57 PM UTC