Ladies and gentlemen,
Please do not let your significant others
Keep you from talking to your friends
Because our time on this earth is limited
And we need all of the people we can
To live our days as if they are the last.
By shutting me out, dear,
You are taking pieces of my life.

I am done,
I think I have had enough,
Enough of the fake feelings,
And false relationships.
Enough of hurting someone innocent,
Enough of getting hurt by someone unworthy.
Need no favour from anyone,
No love, enough of the lust,
Just someone whom I can blindly trust!!

My mind offers a compromise
Which is instantly refuted
Shot down
I’m absolutely amazed by the sheer
Number of superficial constraints placed
Upon me, my superstitions, my desires, my obligations
Each one currently impossibly to fulfill
Each side impossible to sait

And so,
A stalemate
Sitting here, doing nothing
Unmoving, but
Thoughts whirling about
Fidget spinners, or
Bablades repeatedly clashing
Repeatedly smashing
Till it’s just me and the broken debre

But,
All you see
Is a girl
Too lazy to move

It’s too noisy these days
I’m at the point where I don’t want to listen
Seems everybody’s got something to say
Leave me alone please
I don’t want to hear your chatter anymore
I wish I had a remote so I could mute you all

-AJT

here i am
so fricking irritated
i cant get on
and i just want to play
so mojang LET ME ON
let me get on some server
or create my own world
i just want to build stuff
thank you
also if you have minecraft
and no longer play
please give me your account
thank you again
this is my rant for today
i know it isnt a poem

All the little turning wheels

Following the dotted lines

in a rush to get to cubicles

To type on tiny keys

Is it really logical

To see a meaning in it all

Isn't it worth so much more to be leaves

Upon trees

It made me bulletproof

Seeing you so aloof

And I'm trying not to take it so **** personally

And every-time I think it's clear

And we've risen past this atmosphere

You turn around & flip the script on me

You're far from near

Choose your words carefully before you begin

Standing watching the dripping tap over an empty sink

We are a beautiful crime scene.

when the day begins i taste salt
dreams turned into nightmares
can't tell between reality and sleep
at this point it's hard to care

misery is my loyal companion but
there's worry it's all in my mind
to feel all this but chaotic and wrong
don't want to accept that maybe i'm fine

saying i'm okay doesn't help
cause and effect can't be traced
so many variables of what could be bad
my own self is hard to face

the girl in the mirror is me but not
i barely recognize details
what if this is all my fault
how did i become so frail