#onedge
Something isn’t normal,
something isn’t right.
I’m starting to get goosebumps–
paranoia fuels fight or flight.
There’s something in the darkness,
I’m double-checking all my locks.
I think I heard something outside,
I’ll just cut the internet off.
Is it outside my window?
Is it a ghost through a screen?
All I know is it’s not welcome–
it feels so malicious to me.
I’m stuck here worried about safety,
you think I wear a tinfoil hat.
But people can think your time is their time,
and they’ll do anything to keep it like that.
A desperate soul makes me anxious–
that’s a soul with nothing to lose.
Create fear in a girl on the internet,
or brush it off with a moment of blues.
Some people feel they’re all-powerful,
God’s perfect gift on this earth.
You think you’re so undetected,
but your disguises never seem to work.
And that’s why it’s hard to be open–
you give a little, someone takes a lot.
Sometimes a friendly hello there
turns into years of paranoid plots.
Nov 7, 2025
Nov 7, 2025 at 1:51 AM UTC
I feel restless, when the sun settles
lost in the abyss, when darkness sets
but safe in the knowledge,
that to rise elsewhere,
my sun must set
Mar 29, 2021
Mar 29, 2021 at 10:09 PM UTC
Stand over my heart like a flamingo
(I dislike sturdy traffic cones, anyway)
As you do so, peer into the well for the calculator I dropped
It's there somewhere
Lord, I hope you can fly
Because I can't help but push your stubborn form
Over the edge like this
Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 4:46 AM UTC