Poetry

Just a friend

inkycapnip

29 Jul 2025

I wake from slumber
Logic sleeps
don't have your number
There's one connection
I'd like to keep
do you really notice me?
I cannot share
this delicate ache
this feels like a mistake I'd make
You've little monsters
to escape
I know how to give, not take
Refuse to tie
someone so free
I will not let my lonely flee
Desire does not
leave me be
I cannot compute love through a screen
That's fine why would I
ever undo,
a thing that makes me
think of you?
pieces of you I find in blue moons
are you beyond my last monsoon?

I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR MENTAL HEALTH

how could you say that to me? I have a really bad memory. He doesn't like to behave. He sifts and sieves through information I do not care about, but when it comes to everything I love, he turns into a steel trap. I still remember. The smell

I was raised by an artist

Black and white pictures hang on the walls Curdling talent Secrets unsung Knuckle stains from her brawl The blood in her mind covers scribbles in oil Rip out my whimsy Poison my lungs Remains willingly toil A gift from the ocean Colorful silks Mechanical oil Magic grows sick Package me

Mom

It's never too late Your hair may be turning gray The moon shines brighter through the beauty of your age Will we really be estranged? Your love saved my life Am I not allowed to repay? I will cherish my wife Don't make me run away

Dad

You were supposed to teach me how to swim Instead you held my head underwater Salt clogged up my lungs Slowed my circulation Hands stay cold Devoid Whirlpools in my chest suck the life out of everything But my heart still fell in love Ripped from the sun Through crashing

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I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR MENTAL HEALTH

I was raised by an artist

Mom

Dad