#pointlesspoetry

[clusterfxckme-blog]

You cut me out

Believed them without a doubt

Theyre only using you.

They used me too.

I figured it out the hard way.

As will you, some day.

1:33am

To the friend, that doesnt want to hear from me:

[hoeless-romantic-blog]

Come check me out or let your creativity slowly die off. 

[macncheesepoetry]

Tears.

Everytime, without a doubt when I feel so low I need to shout life passes something small my way enough to get me through the day

Anytime, it’s guaranteed when I feel so very in need life passes something different to me making my watered eyes able to see

Sometime, I know it’s true when I feel there’s nothing I can do life will pass me something sincere so I know that it’s okay to stay here

No time, could I ever leave this take myself and enter the abyss life is precious and I will remain nothing is so bad I should end my pain.

[frailestfighter]

Indifference

Are we different Or are we the same Tell me this instant Or I might go insane

[frailestfighter]

I had only been drunk once once That night when you broke my heart It was shattered so badly I had wished for death instead..

[macncheesepoetry]

The Need (to stop with the)

beautiful minds insane good times whiskeys and wines aligning spines

laughable crimes ridiculous rhymes orange train lines and misreading signs

rescued felines climbable pines locking eyelines intrinsic sunshine

cyclist designs  sneezing declines dreams of affine and wishing… …you were mine

[macncheesepoetry]

Square'd

Though there are some things, that are best left unsaid. Know what truth brings, once outside your head. Be brave, be honest,  be smart and be kind. Keep every promise, make up your mind. I told you the truth, I told to them too. This feeling is proof, I’m just not for you.

[macncheesepoetry]

The Warmth.

Two kinds of kind have graced me so It’s nice and fun and to and fro.  One sweet and giggly, alive and free  and a caring uplifter, too good to me.

The kind of peeps that really surprise are the ones for change with open eyes  Not every day is fraught with disguise  With the kinds of kind that clear dark skies

They’re the type of type that stay to see if what hurts them might have hurt me The ones that tell you truthfully  you can feel as good as you look to be.

[macncheesepoetry]

Suspended.

I’m really hoping the smart move  is to make no choice at all. The climbing always starts smooth  until the second you know you’ll fall.

My thoughts are mine suspended,  I’ve been honest with how I feel No drastic change descended Keeps damage from becoming too real

I have a great surrounding  a collective of pure great hearts.  Ignore mine when it’s pounding Irrespective of laughing starts

I’ll know when this is over if the choice was good or bad; I can settle for knowing I’ll stop myself growing  to a vicarious vessel for sad.

[macncheesepoetry]

"what water tastes like"

It’s the everlasting brightness,  there’s simply something there. Shining smiling kindness elimination of despair.

Company that’s constantly, a ride of real true joy. Pure happy, nonchalantly like a pup with it’s favourite toy.

Though I like the contact always shouldn’t bridge the gap again Walking through some doorways can shatter friendships end-to-end.

The world will swirl forever and so on and so it goes  I’ll follow you wherever, relinquisher of woes.

[macncheesepoetry]

You'll Never.

The sure and fine and regression swells mists of deep depression The overwhelmed suppression  takes regurgitated impression.

Another night like this,  floating feels out way too slow. Not sure why or why not, no ideas of where to go.

Home is where the heart is, but take it out sometime. Every person knows this this; some words are right for rhyme.

Why laugh, why cry, why sleep in short supply? Why weep, when deep, you knows it’s far gone-bye?

Acceptance is the tragedy,  that takes that comic feel. When wondering what could be, doesn’t trump what’s here and real.

[macncheesepoetry]

Poisonous Chocolate

Far too much not nearly enough Expression, regression,  into the rough.

Each day tainted  by preceding dreams. Melancholy whispers,  whiplash slipstreams.

[macncheesepoetry]

Solemn, Sombre, Serious.

It is with great disappointment I leave your black anointment for what once was light has now petrified the darkness denied, once dignified

and that which is lost now  is more than once gained,  you are deep displeasure  and cause vicarious pain.

victimless acts are a fallacy as true as rain is wet.  though tried and led to tragedy it’s you I wish to forget

these words spill at seams unlatched a breeze in the storm of unseen wrath all to be seen and left to deny the end I can see, yet I wish was nigh

leave me to mine go. far. bye.