Becoming aware of moments You know you weren't aware Like having an entire conversation While your mind wasn't even there So that when you come back to earth You're greeted only by the fear of their stare

One day I'm God's poet The next I'm too disgusted to look at my own words I'm getting tired of this. I know there's something worth reading Some truth Or maybe at the very least A peak into Insanity. Whatever... I don't care There's probably nothing there Like always But I guess I'll leave behind … Continue reading Bipolar Poet

I Am Regret Now И Manifest Awkward Incarnate Cringe from fringe to fringe So, Nobody wants to remember me My life is Proof: God makes mistakes https://open.spotify.com/track/6krtZNyv0XGF6A8Rwc39yC?si=VIrNy9_rT2-I0eIKK8mutQ https://open.spotify.com/track/3n9ABQpqK6EgaOPEtfzD4I?si=fFtXxhLQRcaR-xmLl3uX1Q

I just love holidays Being surrounded by family That makes me remember I never really belonged In the first place https://youtu.be/29yYcgNsKBo?si=ZAqgcVdYyfxxXIvS

Today's America's birthday Yaaay... I've never cared about my birthday I don't care about the American Spirit It died a long time ago Was it ever alive while I was? Either me or who came before? I doubt it Just a corpse on puppet strings https://open.spotify.com/track/7ni2QpeyhKLJIb18IJTBHc?si=knugN484SRm2kYcs-_kNIA

Doing all my writing in my dreams Feeling that breakthrough moment That "Eureka!" When I get to put the pen back down But I forget that it is a dream So when I lay down again To close my eyes - telling my self I will read my prize when I next arise When I … Continue reading something real this time

i deserve this

There's a reason Jesus' story Disappears From 12 to 30 https://open.spotify.com/track/4JfpJrrGNXRj2yXm1fYV23?si=2XAiGlwjQGCoMJKggFyIQg

worthless

I'm like a bear But winter comes Multiple times a year So I wake up and feast And ravage around like a beast But as quick as the dawn fades It's already time to go back asleep And dream away in Plato's cave

I've been writing poetry In my dreams, Again Which just means I wake up feeling Exhausted But when I go look To see what I traded for I get my real reflection - nothing