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Obnoxious

I think with my heart and love with my head
Do you see the problem here?
You rip me to shreds
I think with my heart, you fuck with my head
Do you see the problem here?
You rip me to shreds, so tear into me…

~*~

I don’t know how to approach without causing a tiffed scene

For the situation is delicate and I’m a pubescent drama queen

With a firsthand awkwardness and an attitude that’s second rate

And a single third-degree word from my mouth could exacerbate

The bad into worse, wrong to right, and the good into questionable

I’ve never known how to react in a way that’s decent and preferable

Because I’ve hurt people too much, and my head is a constant mess

I am just another kid with a mean streak and a biro with a complex

It’s not the way it was anymore, now there’s always a tangible tension

A silent crash of peripheral glares, and a screeching of metal emotions

I’m sorry if I’m maundering, apathetic, and constantly act like I don’t care

But the truth is that I actually care far too much—and that’s why I’m scared.

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i heard he thinks he’s a god

I’m not looking for a savior, I have all that I need
And I don’t give a single fuck if god likes it or not
Your picture perfect legacy is quite so fucking disgusting
I put all my faith in your “one two three…”

~*~

your words are clean

but your mouth is dirty

and you have constipation

from your own numskull

if you’re so high, why are

your wings nonexistent

is it because you just need

to trample on the rest of us?

if you’re so heavenly, then

i’m prepared to go to hell

and congratulate the damned

for escaping your bullshit

‘cause if you think you’re all that,

then why don’t you go jack off

to the beat of your own chaste

fucking self-righteousness?

~*~

Be careful what you wish for
You just might get it
Set fire to your lungs and leave you
Choking on the ashes
You’re wasting all the oxygen
Blackballing but you can’t stop falling…

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for the future hearts

Shake until we move the floor
What are we waiting for? Let’s go
I’m tired of being ordinary
Don’t care if there’s people staring
I’ll rely on your strength to carry me on…

~*~

possibilities

on my side

complexities

once defied

.

jumping off

the rooftop

i’ll fly before

i can ever stop

.

hiding no more

navigating this

communication

into better places

.

move again before

i give in, taking the

long way…i promise

to tomorrow’s today.

~*~

I’m not invisible like you
Next time things get a little messed up
I’ll shine, but I’ll never be see-through
I’m fine just trying to wake the rest up…

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Senbazuru

Complexities feel like japanese origami cranes

Floating solemnly past silhouetted windowsills

Crumpled papyrus beaks inching their way into

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The fragile throats that dared not utter a scream

And again I find myself folding a hundred cranes

Wishing for a thousand to bleed into my dreams.

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Mysteries

For this simple world

Was never meant for

One as intricate as you

You may have left them

One last puzzle to solve

But they never had a clue.

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Cyborg & AI

It is weird to admit that I do kind of miss it

Your condescensions, intricate conspiracies

Melodramatic tendencies and odd severities

Shouting matches in the middle of the street

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Your foolish theories and proud NEET texts

Even your strange and undefinable complex

Of accepting yourself in your “human shell”

Oh, and it does feel nice being taller as well

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You spout all kinds of nonsenses irrelevance

So much that it actually starts to make sense

Sardonic bites, acerbic banter you say is wit

But we’re both talking a bit short full of shit

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Your indecisiveness that nearly ran you over

You’ll be reincarnated as life, and I Death Jr.

Bizarre beliefs regarding death and universe

Me giving up and telling you, go write a book

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It’s all part of acceptance, straight from denials

Which is crap, but now I’ll laugh and surrender

This conversation has been okay, preemptively

Well, until you hit my kill switch again, shorty.

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Dämonkomplex

The demon hides his horns

And walks among the crowd

Thinking himself to be rarer

An angel among the beasts

Thinking he’s so clever to be

Concealing his horns, and he

Reckons he’s fooling them all

But he’s only just still demon

As dark as any other lurkers

The only thing that damages

Him is how he thinks he’s so

A transcendental entity who

Masks his horns with a smirk

Manipulating transparencies

“Darling, you don’t know me”

Yet he’s as mysterious as a

Clear pressed sheet of glass

And those angsty acts of his

It wields paroxysmal laughs

The angels can only pity him

Poor demon and his complex

For the only one he convinces

Is his foolish, delusional self.

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