Spring Is Upon Us - Blog Posts
Cobra Chicken. Would rather nip your ankles or fight an elephant. Never seen one give ground.
I lose every time.
temporary paralysis
maybe i need practice with heartbreak
maybe if i hold on i'll learn to let go
maybe good things were never destined for me
maybe futures aren't written in stone
i hate when things change
i want everyone to stay
people in my mind are unpredictable
and rarely comply to the rules of real life
it feels like a sort of self-harm,
to throw myself into it again
this cannot be good for me
every instinct tells me to protect,
every experience tells me to listen to my qualms
withdraw, reel back, just stop, deflect
my hope is incessant and endless,
don't talk to me if you don't want a fright
my spark of interest cannot be drowned
when i wake up and remember myself,
it will be you on my mind
until i create a caricature in my head
until i forget your face,
your actions wrought by shadowed features
memories in feeling, if not in sight
a day stretched into a year of groundhog memory
don’t hurt me, i want to tell everyone that talks to me
don't make me care for you when you won't care for me,
it will only make me hate you
and it only takes one night and one day
for nothing to be the same again