"hikikomori" poems
The women in Pakistan are all dead
Men are hungry,
butter their bread with lead
Cartel gang **** death in Venezuela
Girls bleed, crying
Shadowed figure screams "Impale her!"
America hates women
Women love America
Generalisations of a generally confused man
Man jumps from UK office block
Painted tarmac,
because she refused to simply **** his ****
******* figure hangs from a tree in Japan
Aokigahara hikikomori,
The human condition destroyed this man
Single father, taking his daughter to a park
Accused by a stranger,
Jumping to a conclusion, rather dark
Hooded man runs the world
Masked by power,
Money is bigger than Jesus
Knowledge destroys prejudice
Rock. Paper. Scissors.
Apr 14, 2013
Apr 14, 2013 at 3:43 PM UTC
Cursed by my imagination,
teaming with echoes of situations
I do not feel well,
pressed beneath this spell
Polishing my social skills,
with one more drink, and two more pills
I do not feel good,
I thought by now I would
Bound by my own disposition,
the endless hunt to find fruition
I'm insatiable,
even if my cup is full
It's like one thousand paper cuts, soaked in vinegar
It's like a battles within myself, that leaves me insecure
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
i am an inside child,
handles are red-hot
doors terrify me with
screams only i hear if i dare
breathe the fresh air
of scary eyes i am afraid.
mom, why am i not
normal why am i stuck
inside why am i a
hikikomori who
hides why do i cry if i try to
go outside?
Dec 8, 2024
Dec 8, 2024 at 12:10 AM UTC
This hikikomori soul
seeking to curl up
in silent conversation with a duvet
and two fat pillows
as the petulant winds blow
arguments
Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 10:14 AM UTC
don't try to tempt me out of bed with the promise of your body
your skin could never be as soft as my sheets
don't ever touch me, got that?
my body belongs in my room
in my bed
don't talk to me
don't even think about me
you all have filthy minds
don't taint me with your worry
I don't need you
all I need is my bed
Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 3:10 PM UTC
All day watch shows in my room
I
laugh and I cry in my room
But
I run I hide from the truth
I
don’t know why I’m removed
Maybe
reality is doomed
Or
I’m afraid to make a move
I’m
A flower in cocoon
Just
Waiting for bloom
So
To you outside my room
Patience
I’m breaking through soon
Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 5:57 PM UTC
Morning
Touch the darkest shade of me, missing dads embrace killing me how i cant see my face, believed since my hikikomori
Always had a date, i'm attacked by fakes doing my years on this island praying for a quiet night and...
He was my friend and you played with his heart like its tennis, he's atrophied and doesn't have time to put in, disturbing the tranquility
Subtlety, with those flying white kites scarce of their integrity, if you feel that way i hope you're satisfied
Out the soul, i gotta focus on family problems while mommy making solid amity offerings
Back switch, no fraternity, no honesty just a couch covered in green, i'm the burgundy
Head lopsided, stomach growling. scanty pride, slim chance of lies from me
There's no worst feelin' then waking up and not knowing why you feel so empty, not hungry but G.A.D got me walking with a time limit
Only happy with a clutter of my nig's, don't sass when i'm hectic, two boxs of cig's now its getting mephitic
I'm pathetic, i know they said it, even though they're not looking my way, against it in sturgis, i misinterpret like this
Morning
Burdens on my skin, belly of her lungs, moms been smoking again, losing the negativity but choosing my belief
Throw my virginity off the balcony? cause everyone is into me? you must still be sleeping, you must still be dreaming
You're nineteen, said you're impressed by my aplomb and i try really hard even when you're on my phone, i apologized for my anxiety, for my inability to process equanimity
You're nineteen, i don't really care that you're older, i must be a loner? all i need is your closure, illegal so we gotta think it over
Of course i hate my foes, history repeats and that's how it goes, hearts gold when my soul is sold, brothers?man have plenty of those
sinking, drowning in life. overly suicidal holding my fathers rifle
Riddled from my past, tell the preachers and satan'll ask
Touch the darkest shade of me, missing dads embrace killing me how i cant see my face, believed since my hikikomori
I'm fifteen
Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 1:03 PM UTC
Hikikomori
Innate feel of the inward pull
Being confined, by choice
Withdrawn from society
I like to be alone
They say it is too much
Try to feel, try to touch
I rather my desk, hunch subliminally
In my room, fawning
What do I play, but then
Nothing better in my life
Then killing time away
Is this insanity?
I rather think insanity for thoughts
Of living life as a game
Border from the untamed I shall
Ruffled hair, bloodshot eyes
Probably nose dripping of snots
Pondering of an exciting life
But dreams, shot down as they fly
It griefs me locking away
On paradise of the world
I dare not leap, for I don't understand
Towards the light
From the doorways seep.
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 8:15 AM UTC
I light another cigarette
It's already dark out
Every time I wake
The day is dead and gone
I sit in this room
Trash on the floor
On my desk
In my head
It's all rotting
There's no one else here
They left a while ago
Not that I care
I told them to leave
Party's over
Then why am I still here?
I don't enjoy my time in this place
But I never leave it
There's nowhere else for me to go
The night is always more peaceful
Nothing to leave me behind
Just me and the garbage
I found a centipede today
It crawled onto my hand
Writhing from the top to underneath
But when I turned my hand over
There was nothing there
I light another cigarette
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 5:22 AM UTC
Hikikomori - Oh dear! Is it like you are avoiding this world; or this world is trying to avoid you?! - Udra Balakrishnan @ Iktaara.
Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 1:40 PM UTC