S O O K I E
Moonlight and Melancholy-
all I do anymore
is write
and lose my mind-
one desperate poem
at a time.
-
and so it seems
that I do my best writing
when I am
Falling in love
or
Falling apart.
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I am a lonely planet
with no sun
just clouds,
all my moons,
stardust
and sand dunes
-
Dont forget
to kindle
your bonfire
and wonder
why
you have
only embers left.
I’m not talking about bonfires.
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It was-
Too hard
Too fast
Too deep
couldn’t grasp what happened to me
but I know
I ruined it
before it was even anything.
Time to move on.
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It’s been so long
and I have to do it again
I want to
I’ll die if I don’t,
but I don’t want to die
before I do.
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But maybe I was never meant for it,
to live a full life,
to watch someone grow old with me.
Maybe I was meant to live fast
and die young,
leaving behind words and experiences,
for the next generation
of young travelers and poets.
It Never Ends 03/04/2024
Change,
Grow,
Fall apart,
Rebirth,
Change,
Grow,
Fall apart,
Rebirth,
Fall apart,
Rebirth,
Fall apart,
Rebirth.
Scattered 01/25/2024
It was like a thousand pieces
of me broke away all at once,
all the tender sweetness
scattered, turned to dust
the unfamiliarity resonated
from this strange numbness
stripped away, disintegrated
I was swallowed in the dimness
like I was hit by a bus
I didn’t see coming
and there was no us;
just my pieces running.
Unfamiliar 03/02/2024
I did it.
I did it all.
I’m the bad guy;
set off alone
decided I no longer want to be bound-
let the world
grasp me by my wrists,
throw me into unfamiliar winds.
I did it all.
Textiles 02/19/2024
Emotions of daylight
spliced with the moon
violet flowers sprouted
below,
an underground loom
Woven from severed promises
and stony cracks of memories
Time-threaded, thoughts entwined
from a moment lost too soon.
Ego Trip 05/27/2024
I left my old body
with it my mind, too
the footprints erased
and now I’m left
as just one half.
Writings rushed through veins,
the words never landed
on paper,
and now the world feels heavy.
And lonesome.
I think my old self
forgives me,
somewhere in the sands
under the stars
and half forgotten.
Abyss 12/23/2020
As I watched myself, almost at a distance,
Crashing
Further, faster
The slippery slope of emotions grew
Darker, louder
I wasn’t drowning
I was sinking
Heavier, harder
Into the depths of sorrow’s abyss.
