You hear your despair crawl in through the window like a spider
You think "Here we go again"
You shoo it out again and even smack it
But it keeps comming back
"Die you damn spider, die"
Eventually it launches itself toward you
It bites you, hard
It's poison stings
I can't seem to conjour up the courage or motivation
That damn spider has bitten me again
I feel lethargic
Empty
All I can think is to blame myself
For what?
I didn't do shit
Exhaustion from trying to be happy
My therapist asked me if I could wear a mask of happiness a little longer
I don't know
I'm so fucking tired
Hate it all
But then the other part of me disagrees
It forces me to keep on going like a child dragging a mangled stuffed toy around
I hate being positive
Truly.
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Random poems I wrote
PoetryJournaling is boring to me, so when I feel strong emotions I write poems. These are some of my more recent poems I've written over the years, hope you like them!
