Sometimes

I just wanna be alone and sulk.

Monday

Hello Monday,

Nice to see you again!

I wish for many more to come, filled with sunshine, snow and rain.

I love the beautiful birds that sing all around.

I miss a lot of things, but staying inside is where I can be found.

#StayHomeSaveLives

Narcissist

I confess I’m a narcissist. I need to hear what I already know.

But I need you to say it, and even then I won’t go.

I must hear it from your lips, in your voice, your accent, even in a whisper.

Tell me how amazing I am!

Tell me now and tell me so.

Stroke my colossal ego and then fuck off. GO!

Lips

Blow up to the sky, to wish upon a star.

I know, not forever.

I run slow but walk far.

I chase the tinkle from afar.

I feel the cold air upon my lips.

I press them onto you because the goodbye fits.

I’m Not

I’m not inconsiderate or loaded with rage like a gun.

We can’t be friends. Who the fuck are you?

Fake!

Keep digging.

I’ll watch on as your plot capsizes and a mudslide hides your demons.

Keep your distance as I’ll find a way to burn you alive.

I will wait until all water runs dry and I’ll watch as your flesh burning and embers fly.

Reciting the word hate is a negative trait, so I’ll blow a kiss to your memory.

Closed Off

I’m not open to love.

I’m unavailable for care.

I’m not interested in your problems. Please do not share.

I’m deliberating blocking you out of my life, for forever and a day.

I’m closed off to your negative energy in every single way.

Lecture Me

About the people you know.

The knowledge you have.

The places you’ve been to.

The food you’ve tasted.

The life you’ve lived.

Share? Nah.

I’m no longer waiting.

I shall become more prominent than you’ll ever reach.

Don’t trust me; trust our universe.

Wishes

I wish you did not exist.

I wish we had never kissed.

I wish you didn’t fucking lie.

I wish simple things had never died.

I wish you weren’t a fucking cunt.

I wish your life weren’t a front.

I wish you didn’t lie to me.

I trust no one now and no more I will see.

Bullshit in my view.

Perfect

Our first conversation.

Our first kiss.

Our first everything.

They all passed away.

Deep

The mist of deep is grey and seen but not seen.

You’re depressed.

The Offspring

‘I wish I had met you years ago!’

Said the man that claimed to love me so.

Back to the whore of his child’s mother, he spoke.

Silently, longing to choke!

YOU!

Crow peered into your beautiful eyes and said, ‘my dear child, they’re almost as beautiful as mine. You should never have lied!’

Years ago wasn’t the right time.

I left the room, thus leaving you to cry, for a broken heart, was never truly mine.

He Called it a Nightmare

The scene was his office.

The temperature was hot initially, then too cold.

The sofa was green.

The plants all around formed an indoor forest.

It was hated by the phobia in me and loved by the vegan inside.

I do not comprehend his logic.

A liar is a liar.

A fake is a fake.

The lie was bore from his lips, they said…

I Tell

I tell you often you literally make me feel so small.

My life is a subscription to you.

I’m a notification on silent.

I’m a hashtag for the archive.

While you play God with an Atheist.

If

If this is depression, this is YOU.

If this is insanity, this is YOU.

If this is a complex onslaught of emotions, then this is my final day here on Earth.

I’m Done

I cry real tears.
You drain me and I try.

You act and I believe the show.

You manipulate and like a newborn lamb, I listen.

I’m done.

Day

What day is it today?

I don’t know Rona, GO AWAY!

Off

Off.

Like cows milk rotting away in an office fridge.

Like stale bread that begins to foam.

Like my line that you keep calling.

Social Distancing Online

‪What does that look like online?‬

‪Mute.‬
‪Block.‬
‪Unfollow.‬
‪Follow with a promise then unfollow.‬

‪A silent DM.‬

‪A plethora of likes for you to notice?‬
‪@ followed by a beg ‘please, follow me!’‬

‪#SincerlyYoursStan ‬

‪PS: I get you!‬

Disconnection

I know no one famous.

I piggyback on my own back.

I’ve never taken anything offered. Actually, all that you provided was fake.

When did your words come into fruition?

I’ve never sat at a free desk and completed a piece.

You lied then.

You lie now.

Please leave a message at the tone.

I, I, I.

I had Pringles for breakfast call me Fatso.

I told a lie last month. I’m no Pinocchio.

I bled for five days. I’m human.