Just some poems.

[ghost...]

I write sometimes
i dont name them
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In a world where you say what you
want
in a world where you get what you
need
in a world where we are all filled
with greed
in a world that no people
rule
in a world where nothings
fair
in a world like
this
how long will you be there
for
me?

if you tell them nothings wrong
they just listen
if you tell them nothings right
they say why
if you tell them whats going on inside your head
they want in there
in there
in your head
where nothings wrong
wait
nothings right
whats going on
who cares
its out of
sight

not very long ago
just before our time
if there was a word
you wanted to say
if you wanted to be heard
there were so many things to berate.
and now you have this
this time we have now
its working on fixing us
just not me and you.

[ghost...]

the world that i have
is so different to yours
they think its okay
when they walk out the door
theres nothing in between us
theres nothing even there
and i dont have the time
and i dont have the time
and i dont have the time
to put something
in your head
like a flower
like a flower?
i can get you a flower
i could get you a flower
if i had the time
but i dont have the time

[ghost...]

if you listen then you know you will hear
if you hear its only if youre listening
if you listen to the tiny little sound
if you listen only then will you hear
do you hear
that small buzz
that small bump
that small beat
that small buzz
hear that buzz
listen
listen
drink your tea and listen,
if you listen you know you will hear
listen to the buzz
listen to the thump
listen to your heart
and listen
to
that
bee.

[ghost...]

rewriting old poems, now

Where does the snow go?
does it go up into the sky?
float over the sea,
so gently landing, softly
until it returns to me?
Maybe the snow goes in the ground
slowly melting,
without a sound.
But indeed, really needn't worry
for I am glad at least it snows.

[ghost...]

i dont know
dont know
where
where do i
go
how do i
know
where could WE go
i dont know
i never know
will never know
where to go
where to be
who
when
how
why
where could you be
are you here,
there,
everywhere, or nowhere?
Have i already found you,
hiding?
afraid of everything
afraid of your shadow, yourself, me
and
afraid of nothing
how do i know
where we should go
if i have found you
where should we go?

[ghost...]

the sky is a very dark place
i dont think i can make it, here alone in this space
present
absent
here, gone
everlasting dark
an army
a militia
of the thoughts
that throw me into turmoil
and they say
you aren't good enough
not strong enough
stupid
hated
liar
It feels like they're right
I know i should be afraid of the critters in my head
scratching
crawling
screaming, yet silent
im confused
alone
afraid
i know i should be afraid
but i cant accept that
so,
i will leave my head
leave the sky
leave this dark place
and be alone
no
longer

[ghost...]

i cant feel a
thing
its....
numb
im....
numb
what do you feel, when you are
numb?
is numb a feeling, if you feel nothing at all?
or is it simply
a state of mind
just an..
inability
to... know, what to feel
an inability to know, what to say
when to say it,
what to do,
when to do it?