#whiny
(whimsy - playfully quaint or fanciful behavior or humor)
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recent events, minor tumults, additive,
the summing up of wearing,
a slip and fall, financial reverses,
communiques misunderstood,
clanking pipes resounding against
a sonorous soundless soulful sleep, and
the
unrest of disinterest in essaying
thoughts into words into creativity
a far far cry from singing of the whimsy
in life that teases and delights, replaced
by a weariness from the whiners,
who craftily abuse, with deft badly
prosed propaganda propositions,
seeking solace in solitude + add-an-all-inability to forsee the goodness in people,
delimiting desire to inspire, why then
compose when so decidedly decomposing?
lay the ownership of pen-man-ship down
until dealt an inside straight, eyedrops
that open wide, dilate into a wider perspective, a kinder me, and the
patience of a patient awaiting a
healing vaccine against the flu
of whining. so awfully communicable,
will read Whitman, Frost, and those
revolutionary Persians who ken the
revivification of spirit, return from a
there as a refugee
to a refreshed refuge
of here
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Addendum
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*the chill in the body that’s so
invasive, resisting two sweaters,
a coat named “The De~icer,”
over heavy sweats,
the interior is*
frostbitten
Feb 22, 2025
Feb 22, 2025 at 5:22 AM UTC
Ahh the joy of being blocked
the feeling of relief
not having to abide
or putting up, with whiny grief
There are just those people
no logic, stuck within their Id
not capable of comments
on run-a-way mental skid
Rare and far between
blocks, I've had to do
that number now at one
I guess, it isn't you
Oct 5, 2017
Oct 5, 2017 at 2:14 PM UTC
I left you
Left you lying on a bed
Cuddled up with our memories.
I left you to go cry
To rock myself to sleep
Clutching our memories.
I left you
I left you whole, yet I was shattered
Broken pieces of self doubt and insecurity.
I left you to go put myself back together,
To try and regain my dignity
To try and feel happy
I left you to try and figure out
how you can both leave me feeling so good
And also so lost.
I left you because you don't want me
Because I can't continue to want you
And I can't continue to care, when you dont.
I left you because I am chasing a ghost
Running after someone that never started the race.
I left you because I knew you'd let me
Let me run out the door,
Drunk as I was, sad as I was, lonely and playing second fiddle as I was.
I left you because your pity makes me sick
Am I as pathetic as I appear?
I left you because I knew you wouldn't call,
I knew you wouldn't text to see if I was ok.
I left because sleep was more important
To you then my slowly breaking heart and mind.
I left you because I am too dramatic
and even still I know this is my fault,
That this played out the way I knew it would.
I left you because I cannot leave myself.
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 1:22 PM UTC
*stop whining
about that mascara
that smeared on
your pretty little
face
stop exaggerating
that one small
bruise on your
knee you got
two weeks ago
because some people
have a bruise on their
empty little scarred
hearts they can't fix
there is no bandage
for the hurt,
the pain,
and the suffering*
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 11:11 PM UTC
Simple, smallish thoughts,
Held so high by the clueless,
. . . Now trend on HP.
Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 8:32 PM UTC
You know, I know you miss me
and the nights we had
and the times I told you I loved you
and the nights we rambled about nothing.
Yeah, you ******* miss me.
But I can't skate by knowing
I just let you walk away,
right on by.
And I hate myself for that.
But still, things could be like old times.
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC