another-shitty-poetry-blog

[another-shitty-poetry-blog]

I wonder sometimes how things fell into place here

I wonder sometimes if I am destined to lose people

I wonder if I am destined to never know why

Is it worthless to try to understand people?

At times like this I think so, when my heart is cracked and the bandages have been all used up

It hurts

[another-shitty-poetry-blog]

Air

It's amazing what stepping back from a situation

can do for one's mindset

I didn't realize I was choking on our friendship,

slowly letting the emotions suffocate me,

unable to dig out of my malice and anger.

The air around us used to be light, fresh, airy.

Then, it became thick with tension, building up

with each new conflict, growing denser,

and denser, and denser.

Now, I am breathing new air.

The air is sweet and fragrant.

My lungs thank me for their freedom.

But somehow,

I still find it difficult to breathe.

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This Bird Has Flown - The Ghost Club

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Loop

I have come to loathe this cycle that you put

your friends through

Your words dig deep, curling and twirling

around our vulnerabilities without a care

You turn to run and hide once it comes time to

reap the consequences of your actions

Then you circle back once you think

they have come around from their outburst

I watch you rotate through the motions and

decide to depart from this merry-go-round

All this spinning has left me nauseous.

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How About No - Jordan Sweeto

[another-shitty-poetry-blog]

Those Nights

Sleepless nights were not uncommon

before you,

nor will they cease to be after you.

But,

I do suspect that the nights

will be a little less exciting.

I remember nights turning into days,

the careful crafting of an addicting world.

We would talk for hours,

laughing,

smiling,

sharing memories.

It truly is a shame that you will not

take part in those nights anymore.

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beck and call - sundressed

monster - pomplamoose, dodie

talk you down - not alone