My thoughts are filled
with buzzing indifference
A thousand little nothings
barricade my consciousness
pushing at my skin
you wish me alone
so here I am
where are you?
Poetry written by me obviously. I still try sometimes. Life gets hard. Hobbies expand. Words lose their meaning after enough time spent struggling to speak.
My thoughts are filled
with buzzing indifference
A thousand little nothings
barricade my consciousness
pushing at my skin
you wish me alone
so here I am
where are you?
These headphones suck
Sleep is exhausting
Normalcy is a tragedy
with tragedy trending
pain is a currency
and here I'm a miser
rich in agony
not spaceships lacking
humanity
My talent is wasted on trivial things
I mourn for feelings
I can never keep
Childhood wishes
float away
on stars unseen
Adult excuses
cover deepened scars
and silenced dreams