These were just some ideas that I want to unleash: things buzzing around in my head. It's not my best work, far from it, but I enjoyed writing it.
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Leaking Contradiction
There are so many words entangled in you,
so many vines that separate us.
My heart is mangled.
I can't possibly utter words.
I can't possibly hold on.
I'm lost.
Watch the tide take me with it:
In and out,
In and out.
I weave.
I am like the wind:
I'm transparent,
I'm only heard when I want to be.
I'm not really anything.
I can't control myself.
Bought:
I've been bought;
I may as well have sold out.
Why must I be the fool?
The idiot?
The jester?
The joker?
The rare card that means nothing?
Why must life be this on going thing that is not on going?
Why must it be so different?
Why must it feel so similar?
There are no walls,
no boundaries.
I'm open.
I'm broken.
I'm not depressed.
I'm not oppressed.
I'm me.
I'm moody.
This is not philosophy.
This is not belief.
This is nothing.
This has no importance.
Words are nothing.
Words are only little letters strung together.
They mean nothing to me.
Nonsensical words,
cruel words.
They stab me in my mind.
This is raving: I am mad.
I am sane.
I'm confused.
No, not confused, caught up.
I'm caught up in thought.
There is nothing here for me.
A kiss is nothing right now.
This is something to me, these words.
Why do I care for these words?
Why do I sit and type them?
This is no mystery.
I know that I know why:
j'oublie.
this is emptiness
this is blindness
Not knowing what you mean to say,
yet saying what you mean.
this is rambling
I feel like this all makes sense in some way.
If you read it some way?
A puzzle.
Why do I listen to myself?
Why do I think of things so thoroughly?
I never listen to myself.
"She gave herself very good advice but she very seldom listened."
and so why?
Why is this so deep to me?
Why must people read this?
Words.
All it is
is words.
Nothing words that must mean something.
I must decode myself.
There must be meaning:
logic.
I don't know what to write now.
Inspiration faded.
I am jaded?
everything is very much departed.
