Sara's Original Poems
It’s a shame I don’t remember much, Because so much has happened. I remember the car crash. I remember buffalo sauce, But I don’t remember much else. I don’t remember what music To which we made love. I don’t remember when Was the last time I showered. I remember being furious, And I remember feeling the stars Between each of my finger tips. I know I’ve done a lot of writing Without a lot of saying. I was afraid to open my mouth today, What stupid words would I say?
When chasing every car Is like chasing every star, All these bright lights Become my satellites. So, I’ll chase the moon And I’ll swing and I’ll swoon; I stare into eyes like silver, As his lips make me quiver. I don’t know if I’m in the wrong, But sing along with me this song While I’ll chase the cars And pretend I’m chasing stars.
Lu-Bee Lu-Bee Lu, I wonder, how are you? Lu-Bee Lu-Bee Lu, All the things you’ve been through! Let’s play hide and seek Every day of every week Lovely Lulu, the stuff you do Lovely Lu, how’d you escape the zoo?! Lu-Bee Lu-Bee Lu, Oh, how I love you!
There are teeth Where his toes should be. His eyes are joints in his legs, His mouth is mistakenly misaligned, Where it goes, only he knows. How did his creator create him? Did they think they were doing a favor? No, he did it with fervor In a state close to Mordor Never to know locations of the doors. There was never a chance for him, But one day his type will rule, They will conquer us in combat, And we will condone that. It all started with a simple “What if I put teeth Where this man’s toes should be?” From a simple man. And a simple question like that Can change everything right off the bat.
I always thought We were having such fun. I don’t know about that anymore. We were a constant risk To everyone Including ourselves. A love so reckless. That “fun” we were having, Was just passive suicidality On both of our parts. We wanted to live fast So we’d die hard. It seemed like Good ole’ tomfoolery at the time, But it wasn’t. Do you recognize that?
I went manic and had to go inpatient for a few weeks. I didn’t get much work done there and what I did I tore up in a rage so it’s back to the beginning I guess. I think from now on, this blog/website is going to focus on mental health/mental illness since that is what controls my life right now along with being on some pretty heavy duty medications. Things may be slow-going for a few weeks but I’ll try to publish a few poems.
Thank you for your continued understanding. “Remember not to quit, but to rest.”
He was born good, But the world corrupted him. He was born good, But he let the world corrupt him. Don’t be like him, The bastard. Keep the good in your soul, Fight the darkness. Keep the good in your soul, Win the lifelong fight. That’s all living is: Virtue versus villain. You will make it, My sweet angel.
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