i tried to tame it i tried to help i lay myself bare i did things i never want to do again but i will because once you know how to do these things you can’t un-know them and when the meek ask for help one’s heart melts a little and you feel happy to be useful even trivially so for an hour or two sometimes knowing something so internally hateful »
lurking down below a bit stuck, this month dreaming of all sorts but feeling utterly powerless the joy of things has evaporated into smoke and repetition »
i miss those empty days already sitting in a room waiting for viewers watching the procession of pedestrians slowing down and turning their face our way or speeding past, uninterested occasionally while all alone it felt like forever but now it merely feels a lifetime ago. »
Time is a mirror. Everything repeats until you learn. Trapped in the unknowing. Sentenced to life. Remind me. please. An angle of patterns at my feet. Trains rattle and whirr in the distance. It’s all about waiting, patience, suppressing the insides. The suits in this park make me uneasy. A nervous wind picks up. If I keep quiet, maybe I’ll turn invisible. »
days like these i feel encased dodging fellow pedestrians as per usual today I’m limping hampered by a ceaseless feeling that I’ve got it all wrong and i’m searching for the missing piece that’ll start making things right. »