On Another Night I Have To Spend Without You
on another night I have to spend without you
the brightest one of them all, with hope in the air
even with my friends around, I promise you
to use the knowledge given to me by past lovers
and once the sky lights up with fireworks again
I shall call you and tell you all my love, as
the first thing in the new year should mean
the whole world, and nothing does, like you do
• Mel, my light - zero (me)
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i will pack up all my life
and leave memories behind
writing a few notes to friends
to make sure I am forgotten
I know I will die one day
my mum raised to believe
if I spill my blood it will be okay
but I won't do this here
I won't rot away
in the same fucking place
who made me die in everyway
i can't Die here- zero (me)
(writer's block hit me like a truck and my life has been so chaotically stoick I hate it. also it's a song draft not a poem but we will ignore this fact)
the more I've yearned for you
the more I would look to the moon
on these nights i couldn't stop smiling
I told the moon all the things I love
about you
and now you know about most of it
and somehow with it I've found
myself smiling at the sun so much
more often than before, I would tell it
that I'm happy to be awake,
that I am happy to be in love
• may the moon keep you warm while I can't - zero (me)
what is a poet if not writing
what if not dead then
my hands ache when I grip a pen
but I refuse to let go
if there is pain there's something to cling to
then there is something to write about
if my hands break from the strain so be it
I will use them until I can't use them further
so may the ache never stop
so may the poets never die
so may the fire burn
so may I still try
• old bandages - zero (me)
there's no gratitude in me
I am forever ungrateful
I am the rot that's spoiling this home
yet I am the only one who tries to run away
- zero (me)
i think I will die wondering
what you all really think of me
maybe on my funeral
give a speech that's literal
my last words probably will be
"I don't think you even knew me"
I'm so afraid to tell you anything
I guess I will die wondering
/
the spring had came
what have we became?
I don't tell you anything anymore
we're right back where we've been before
looking out the window
I think it's even worse now
to contemplate my death
think of the last breath
when the sun is shining until late
it's something I grew to hate
/
so many questions in my head
and poems you will never read
why the hell do you even like me?
I ask myself that constantly
it's not that I don't trust you all
it's just that I can take the fall
once I'm gone you cannot cry
don't take the fall, just learn to fly
/
you tell me how you see me, still
it does not make sense to me
the most random of compliments
what have you even meant?
it just proves to me furthermore
how little you got to know me for
I know that it's my fault
your trust came to a halt
I wish I could tell you what I think
and when I try I just shrink
in on myself and just decide
it's gonna come out when I die
• you never knew me/things I don't tell you - zero (me)
[yes, it's a draft of a song. yes, i probably will never finish it. yes, i'm not okay. yes, that's the only reason i came back to writing]