Sooo I got dumped today.
I’m now part of the forever alone fanclub.
Eh, I’ll put it on the shelf of all the fucks that I don’t give. I’ll have time to get a girlfriend way later in life.
Realization (Poetry)
I talk like a mad man.
Like you walk like a sad man.
She puts her head down like the bad man.
And He crawls like the desperate man.
I make everyone look away.
They look that way, they look another.
Next thing they know, that have to pay.
As if all of you were my brothers, and sisters.
Then I start out with torrents of regrets and apologies.
If only I really sorry.
I’m more happy than I ever was.
Looking out my second story window, I see you walking.
You’ve been walking a long way.
Not knowing your next stop.
If only you would just stop.
No matter, you keep walking.
The same sad look on your face.
I tap on the window.
He turns.
I give him the recognition he’s always needed.
And as I soon as I look down and back up, your gone.
Then I see her.
Playing a staring contest with the dancing dandylions. They seem to be winning
Her eyes used to be so content.
Now they’re filled with the dull color of blue.
She looks to the ground.
If only she would just look up, and see, the world like I do.
A ugly, yet beautiful place…
She fades away…
I see him. My hands trembling. For he knows what he’s done.
He is worse than anyone I’ve ever seen.
My blood boils.
The lion without teeth and claws, is a dead lion.
I walk out of my home.
To see his body.
He holds out his hand.
My first intention to smack.
Instead I grab it.
Knowing I’d be going against the one thing I hate about life.
The hate, war, and violence.
I’m not one to hold grudges.
I give him smile.
He gives me the the grin of a desperate man.
I enter my house.
Looking around.
To see my friends.
And even my enemies.
“Beautiful” I say.
It all fades away.
I see white.
I realize, I can’t escape this straight jacket.
But I mustn’t ever give up hope.
From the Dead to Make a Difference
Accused of treason, a whole generation chasing after you.
How you do you feel?
“You shouldn’t be here”,
Where do you stand on this statement?
How does it feel to be the chastened?
How does it feel to be lost?
Need a friend?
Don’t turn to any of mine,
They’ll beat you and call you a crime of nature.
I’m different; I don’t feel your pain,
But I am here to support you.
Like a pillar, you fall at great pressure.
I like a ghost, am transparent to the threats,
The threats I receive for you.
Thoughts different
Personality far from similar.
Yet, I support you.
If you fall,
I will catch you.
If you break,
Then you will be repaired.
