Month: March 2024

Love You Hate You Break You Eat

It’s so hard to see it right
In broad daylight

Why

How many times have I realized
I’m lying
When I’m trying
To be real
To speak clearly

How many lives
Have I
Pulled apart
In my careless want
Of nothing

Will you come to me
With decades bleeding
Between us
Revealing
A wound I inflicted
Without even feeling
The blade in my hand

Am I someone’s monster
Did I harm her
Thinking I had charmed her
Did I break her
Thinking I was making her
Stronger

Am I insane
Do I remain silent
And die in it
A fool that’s been filling his
Own cup
Without looking up

It’s all wrong
The way we are
The way we string
Each other along

Deception
Deflection
Deranged intentions

I am rage incarnate
I am love departed

The gaping hole of loss
The hard abuse of every boss
Of endless disappointment
Endless days of being exploited
By everyone I choose to join with

Take advantage
Place the bandage
Pretend you’re candid
When you planned it

Calculated and deceptive
Motive
Moves you
Forward
Through me

Why do you hate me
Why don’t you stop
When it hurts me
Why do you take
When it breaks me

Why don’t you care?

Not What You Thought, Right?

In the broken translucence of sky pain
I scream your name
I break my face
In ways
I can’t explain

Crumble into me
Toward the limits of personal space
Intertwine yourself
With my fingers
Become my will to act
A string to pull
To unravel and cut into pieces

Reinvent

A path
To follow
And recreate
With twists
With wings
And secret lingering whispers

Lies like ribbons
To paint the sun
To break monotony
With brush strokes
A new colour
A new vision
To behold
To corrupt
And misunderstand
And teach to others

Take my hand
They always say
And away we fucking go
Into the land
Of make believe

Fuck me

Paint me in all the colours
Of violence
Of malcontent
Reshape my face to betray you
To convey truth
With teeth
And terrifyingly deep
Brute cuts

Fuck me

You know you believe
Tea leaves
And stars that speak

Twist your logic to breathe
Easy
To be
A fucking beast
To pretend
You’re not so fucking weak

You cut your teeth
And make your reach
Longer
To pretend you’re not a fucking monster

Ask your mother
She made you
And shaped you

Monsters don’t just appear
From under the bed
And behind your ears

They’re molded and reared
With hatred and tears
With blood, sweat, and fear
With all of the things
That you cling to
So dearly

Fuck me

This is clearly
The end

Drunk Haircut

Everything I loved
I lost

Don’t make the mistake
Of thinking
You’re different

You’re not

Don’t think I’m afraid
Of losing you

Even as my deepest pain
I’m ready
And waiting

I get drunk
And give myself a haircut
You think I give a fuck

I get drunk
And give myself a haircut

Did I fill your cup?
Can you get the fuck up?
And be yourself
For a minute or twelve
Take care of yourself
And get the fuck out
Of my face

Wake the fuck up
Get over yourself
Grow the fuck up
And fill your own cup

Stand the fuck up
Or go lay down
In some other part of town
Please

Why the fuck
Are you just
A shadow
Of your true self
A cowardly mockery you’ve placed on a shelf
Why the fuck
Did you give up

And leave me alone
In this graveyard of fools
And broken tools
Used
For nothing

Why the fuck
Did you give up

When the fuck
Did I give up

What’s the question
Where’s my cup
I need a fill up

Please
Help me
Please don’t
Abandon me
Please
Free yourself
From that fucking shelf
Before I break myself
And burn it all down

Please
Believe me
Please see
Yourself