I just want this period to be over. . . . I guess that means I have to start writing something new Life is getting bored "That camp was a million years ago, sing me a different song" But what am I supposed to sing? I'm choking on the fumes I'm the love child of … Continue reading . (Period)

This week has come and gone Fast, though not in a flash More like a blur - where? Did the time go - gone Before even starting the song

I keep writing poetry In my dreams So when I wake up I'm excited to read what I've written Only to see nothing there Nothing has changed Except some neurons firing through my brain While dreaming of something greater than me Yet destined to never actually be seen

Sometimes I wonder Who is the man Buried beneath the words? Is it really all just a mask Or the bones of a skeleton Locked in a closet Awaiting eternity As dust deposits

I was in such a bad mood The past couple of days Hopefully, it has passed And I've seen the last Of this miserable scene Featuring Misery's Queen

Fractal friends Lost and found and lost again Again and again I've written so much more In my dreams What does it mean What does it mean Caught N between What's seen & What scene Caught N between What scene & What's seen

I think one of the worst feelings That comes with loneliness Is that resentment Towards all your "friends" Who abandoned you in the abyss

Losing inspiration Sucks The life right out öF you What to do? Other than write down Some Madman mumbles Until something with Meaning Comes back 2 Me Oh when will my eyes C

y am I always the 1 here When my "family" Shows up?

I haven't been listening to music lately Just people talking in my ear So I play YouTube videos To pretend that they're really there