poetry – Page 3 – Temperamentally Tina

You feel mad right now

So you feel mad right nowand later it’s the samethat boiling sensation within youall your thoughtsall your wantsscreaming outto the surface it burns spit burns flesh and you keep because everything needs to listen everything needs to know because your feeling itand it hurtsthe temper is splitting from youentering their skinthrough the wounds of theContinue reading “You feel mad right now”

Nothing is never happening

What if there is no real rest in death? What if deathis one long day that never ends? The sun is up burning down upon you your eyes are bloodshot and stung after the eyelids were removedbecause those are for resting useless here in deaththe eternal light that never ends. The light goes on andContinue reading “Nothing is never happening”

I don’t want

I don’t wanta great big housea great big placeI don’t want. I don’t want to earn your pay I don’t want to listen to your rules I don’t want to pretend to be freeyet confined by your wantsbecause you need the big housethe staff to direct the floors you never sweep the meals you neverContinue reading “I don’t want”

Shark.

In the water you arecapable you are notthe red in youmixes with the water out as your body quiversthe coldness is everywhere and the hopeless thought begins to be replacedwith the person in you that is of a cruel thoughtlonging for the sharkto tare you to rip the limbsto eat on your flesh because theContinue reading “Shark.”

This brain of mine

My mind is living tucked within it’s skull shell using the ears of my body to listen and the mouth upon my face to speak. It feels safe and securetill the claustrophobia creeps up and it realizes the jail it lives within only escape isn’t an option it cannot live apart from this human body.Continue reading “This brain of mine”

Indebted within gratitude.

I am grateful to be aliveI am thankful to what I haveand even so I know what there isand what there isn’t. All these sayings all these phrasesall these quotesto remind you to be happyto be thankfulto loveto giveto respectto not be selfishit’s as ifwe’re raised to be ashamed to feelour angerour frustration and ourContinue reading “Indebted within gratitude.”

I can’t leave the tape.

All this death murder, bullshitand nothing ever changes it just gets covered over slightly altered we just tape up the losses word it differently place more lawsjustifying our differences and the only thing different are the outer appearances. All this death all this hateall this loveamounts to nothing because we just keep taping it uptheContinue reading “I can’t leave the tape.”

Expectations

Expectations aren’t always fittingin my mind I see it as if piecesand as I pick apart my brain I arrange the squishy pink partsacross the table unable to match it up the scissors weren’t sharp enough the memories didn’t ink properly with blotches and missed pieceswith little coloring at alland others filled of wordswith missingContinue reading “Expectations”

My brain reacts.

My brain reacts it feels threatened by thoughts and I question do you feel that way tois that why we humans separate, attack , defend? We’re often searching for a correct life as if the internet could give us thatit could give us opinions that don’t equate to factsscenarios that playedand will play but itContinue reading “My brain reacts.”

Feeding the ground.

All the burdens of keeping at itof cleaning it up of having enough even if that’s speculation and not fact it creeps inwrapping the cordsof this structurearoundour wristsour necksour chestsour legsas we twistwe try to screamyour ears hearing the screamsmy ears taking it inand our brains blocking itbecause it’s realand it isn’t tangible it isIContinue reading “Feeding the ground.”