#notpoetry

Suck my balls, Walmart.

I don't want to care anymore. I don't want to make you like me. I don't want you to dislike me. I just don't want to spend anymore energy being worried. Being afraid. At this age, it's time to move forward.

I see light, I see darknees, I am i, I know, I am aware, I experience, No shape, no color, no words, and silence is loud. 🙏

I have been on this earth before I thought I came here for a reason But I turned my back on myself Trust in the negative Internal treason I am only human But just what does this mean I can be chaotic Or

The black earth Fallen angel lore You know their names There's 13 more Forget them The voices butting in Convincing you to sin Could be your own Or carried by them The angels on Earth possess no wings

Closing my eyes I see them Gazing into my soul Wishing they had one Creatures of fiction Or perhaps another dimension Drinking with the spirits Connects you with the wrong ones But they can be seen more

Circumstance and mind states can shift so rapidly Life can exhilarate or suck your soul vapidly Embrace what you have Shift your perspective You're not obligated to obey the directive Making the same mistake

I don't see humanity taking the right path I see why people think aliens are time travelers Because it is evident mankind will need to do so Simply to survive Simply to survive Personally I think E.T.'s

Everything is not so bad It's time to take a step back Pockets of chaos Are bound to erupt But they don't understand This does not disrupt It's tackling the problem With the same mentality that created

If I'm going to survive If I'm going to grow I must make an honest effort To detach from this false construct To spill my guts again and again to no avail My data is sold to any bidder I never wanted to

Is this a dream journal? Or is it an inferno? It's not worth a movie script Penned in blood To live in lost worlds A mental flood To awake sometimes is a relief And sometimes it is a curse It makes me

A new day A new dawn Place the plan in motion It will not be long Too many years Too many fears Time wasted insecure It’s time to fly and say goodbye The undeniable allure Yet I’m still stuck here I dug

Tisk tisk tisk. Who tells you? Two to too 2 tu, ahhhh. Simple suspension. Trys frys and ryes. Whats that mean? Truth is greatness.

To say trails stand ablaze. To look & see mice in a maze, in a cage. Rythems part, maybe waves? The sea and sun, sometimes sand. Never grandiose and sometimes bland. A smile smirk resting twinkles.

Attempting to change So drastically The same attempts I've made before But I just need to take it one vice at a time One day at a time I'm in it for the long haul When I give in so quickly I went from

They made me just as A.D.D. as you For years I was never that way It doesn’t matter now The war has been lost The war was metaphysical For no one wins in physical conflicts The truth was so subliminal

Five minute free write. I had to google this one. Seed saving. Essentially it is about keeping seeds from a plant / harvest and drying or preserving them to grow another crop. I have gardening aspirations.

Do I want to create a product or a vision? To spit sloppily or promote precision? I am What I thought I'd never be An obsession With pain and embarrassment I need to ignore The onset of disparagement To

I've made the same mistake so many times You cannot pardon me I have a terrible habit of breaking down It has not hardened me There are some things I need to give up If I am to move forward at all But

Bi-polar reality When things feel good they start to go bad A portal to purgatory No one to trust Isn't it sad? Slow sippin' 'Cause I really drank all of it yesterday To never learn From this false sense