untitled poem
5:39pm
(10/01/2019)
why i got some many untitled poems ?
i think my emotions are getting ahead of me
this is no longer creativity
i’ve been feeling somethin strange for the past few weeks
or months or something
and my brain can’t catch up.
so, i'm stuck writing words
somehow they all different
but come from the same source.
i think i identified the source already
they told me what to do
the ones i trusted of course
(“tell me is yo house a home?”)
but i was ignorant
and stubborn
so here i am
2 weeks
couple days
into their advice and i still haven’t changed nothing
and still haven’t said anything positive.
even when i told you i had a headache
but i don’t know why i’m expecting sympathy
i don’t know why i expect anything.
you still stuck in something so deep that you don’t realize that if you sleep all day of course you’re going to be tired.
you gotta find a balance with sleep
just like you gotta find a balance with them drugs
just like you gotta find a responsibility because i need to know where you at
but i’m at
this stage
where i
don’t care
and it’s just reflexive that i check my messages for you.
i really don’t care what you’re doing
it’s probably illegal.
it’s probably something bad.
that’s why your car is wrecked.
hope my heart never gets that wrecked.
but as for this one, i don’t think it will.
maybe because i never felt for you
ion even think i felt for you in the beginning,
but we not gonna discuss that,
and we not gonna discuss lies,
and we not gonna discuss how your feelings were right
and i got defensive because you were right,
but had the wrong one.
but i knew what my defense was.
and i wish like i had told alex,
that you were playing me
and that you’re intentions weren’t the best
because then,
i think it would be way easier to be in this position
in my position.