Perfunctory

Sometimes I wonder

If I made it out alive

Or if I’m actually still dead

I mean I know

I put on a good show

But I’d rather just feel it instead


But Still Alive

Mired in madness

Subsumed in sadness

Buried here forever

Lost in blackness

(Originally Posted 12.12.2019)

Wasting Time

If only I was sure

He thought

That she feels the same way

I just wish he’d ask

She said

To her friend, later, that day


Admissions

Looking
at you

Looking
at me

When will
we tire

Of this
malarkey

(Originally Posted 10.12.2019)

Settling

Do you still think of me, I wonder

Like I still think of you

Or ever since you moved away

Have your feelings gone astray

And now you just make do

Ruminating

Will
there be
someone
else
for me

Or
will
I forever
remain
bereft?

For
all I’ve
felt is
numb
you see

Ever
since
the day
you
left

Maybe

It
has
occured
to me
once
again

Now
that
I’m
left
without
a friend

Maybe
all
this
time
I’ve
misunderstood

And
it was
actually
me who
fucked
things
up

Wondering Late At Night

Would I
have made
a different
choice

If I had
never
heard
your
voice?

Would I
live in a
different
place

If I had
never
seen
your
face?

Would your
death have
hurt me
this much

If I had
never
felt
your
touch?

Better Off Dead

Sometimes
I
wonder,

Is
this all
there is?

Just
boredom,
emptiness

And your
endless
bullshit?

I couldn’t
think of
anything
nicer,

Than to be
somewhere
else
instead.

Far from
all the
anxiety
and pain,

And your
words
plaguing
my head.

Written In The Stars

When you
fall in
love with
complicated people

Be prepared
for it to
end in a
complicated way

And for you
to be left
searching for
an explanation

Forever

Lunchtime Walks

Piercing sirens blare
On their way
to an emergency
somewhere

I hope they arrive
in time to avert disaster
and everyone lives
happily ever after

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