You must be settled nicely on your throne?
But you couldn’t leave well enough alone?
Have you calmed down from the torrential storms you bring
i was a child dancing near your flowing spring
i am innocence and pain
chaos in the gentle rain
did you know you could stop me in my track
make me forget my thought and that?
you’re a fast car speeding away
like a scene from a crime
did i disappear from mind
or only your review
was that even you?
The ones who say they want to be friends with me don’t and the ones who act like they love me won’t
i must be a non-playable character in my own game
or i’m living in Purgatory and i’ve gone insane
Am I the wrong aesthetic
marching to my own beat
out of tune
am i pathetic?
ashes ashes
we tumble down
a coming crisis
fast burning crown
i scared him
the way lightening can strike twice in the same place
or an angel invading your personal space
did you have to speed away so quickly
made me feel sickly
they come on strong like the wind
carry your kite high
blow rocks in your eye
make you laugh or cry
spun out
don’t give a crap
ghosted for sure
can’t make friends with the mailman
they always wanting more
Their love for me is waning like a moon
as swiftly as a typhoon
i don’t know how to read a room
my feet spell doom
the way he took a mental picture
i hope it fades
cuz memories don’t last forever
nor does his gaze
they’re so settled in their lives
with their choices and their wives?
you come on heavy trodden
make me lose step
a life i’ve forgotten
where i want to build a garden
why did you fall
like sand through an hour glass
it was moving fast
i was the wonder you found at the end of the road?
a wandering intrusion
hard to watch me go?
the direction of confusion
the hubris
lose it
it’s fucking useless
speed off my king
ride off into the morning
like you’re never looking back
like you never saw me coming
Copyright © 2024 Delia Ross /@poeeternal. All rights reserved.
postscript: i create entire scenarios in my head that are not based on reality. please do not take my imagination as fact.
is it okay to write? maybe i should just journal instead? quietly? to myself? be seen and not heard?
i ain’t trying to get married or anything – or ask anyone on a date 😉
i just need a break from detoxing, packing, and cleaning
just basically freaking out in general
remind me the velocity needed to escape an object in motion
the event horizon
some people have the most kinetic energy gaaaaaaa damn
i ain’t getting stuck in the 7th level of hell for seven years again
i know i’m kinda intense but harmless when i come around
I literally try to not make eye contact with people and just buy what I need
there’s just no where to put the love
but so many places to hate
i think Well Enough would be my name in the Matrix
i have two or three code names now
i forget
maybe i should stop writing?
yeah i don’t know how to fix this
I cannot set it as a parent page and if it’s the homepage then you don’t have access to my posts
i’m pretty certain i write under a pen 🙂
i ain’t trying to get married 🙂
i usually do not share my energy with others
i usually do not smile 🙂
everything is gonna be okay, calm down, i keep telling myself 🙂
The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed. – Carl Jung
are you in love with a prostitute honey? cuz according to studies over 51% are
so i do not bother with men anymore
i don’t want to be your fleshlight
So tired of the intrusive pop-ups like low battery when I’m in the middle of fucking writing
or when you want to scroll and a pop up stops you
or you spend 15 seconds on a website and cannot view what you want cuz surprise! a pop up!
give mah your money, give mah your email!
we want to sell your data!!!!!!
I didn’t realize buying a pizza from Papa John’s was going to create so much havoc in my life years later but here we are
so very tired…
I’m sorry the last mental picture you had of me was in my house shoes but my back was hurting
🙂
she’s lucky she can call or have her treats cut into pieces by you
🙂
i just needed an ashtray
And lighters since the store has been out for two fucking months
And you kept making me forget the things I need 🙂
it was Friday, i wanted out of the moldy house
i wanted those treats 🙂
but then a fast car was speeding off
and then courage turned to doubt but i still got my ashtray and travel treats 🙂
my new setup is complete for the new space 🙂
I hope I put myself in less embarrassing situations where I’m going 🙂
you were the first person I gave my pen to in this shithole
I like to stay anonymous
PoeEternal 