Shitty Poems

Encounters and Farewells

Life is a series of encounters and farewells

Life itself being the last farewell

And death being the only known encounter after that.

Love, grief, pain, joy and despair

Are my most prominent acquaintances,

Not quite friends

Because friends don't wreck you and betray you and then visit you again like nothing ever happened.

But then again,

That is what tends to be happen

When I open up to people.

I feel that I am in a toxic relationship with love.

It makes me feel good and happy

But ultimately and inevitably destroys me and

will continue to until I encounter death

Yet I still can't bring myself to leave.

I want the good things it does to and for me

But once it starts abusing me,

And after it leaves,

Those good things

That I have planted into the garden of my memories

Start to wilt

And reveal that they are toxic too.

My other acquaintances

Seem to be omnipresent.

Always there

Although not visible at first.

I don't know how to get rid of them

I don't know if I want to.

What use is joy without despair?

How can I appreciate it properly

Without having encountered and hurt by despair?

I will scream and wail for grief and pain to leave me and never come back,

Yet as soon as their backs are turned,

And the illusion of them leaving my life forever is presented,

I call for them to return.

Although they hurt me I could never imagine life without them.

They need me to need them

And they are succeeding in making me believe that

Even though I am aware that they have that as their goal.

They don't feel empathy when I am down,

They don't laugh along with me when I am happy,

They don't waste any moments thinking about how I feel.

Love, despair, joy, pain and grief don't love me,

But they do not hate me either.

Because the opposite of love is not hate,

It's apathy.

And right now,

I don't think they could care less.

A.N. Don't @ me I have art block and I'm g o i n g t o d i e