Shit rant poems

To The Wind//Thrown//In Your Head

I just want to throw myself away

To the wind

And if I'm lucky

I'll land in the trash

And not the ocean

Or I'll drown

But

It'll probably be the latter

So

In that case

I should say something to god

Most people do

In times of crisis

Regardless how strong their faith

They turn to a god

Goddess

Some lord

Or lorde

A saint

Saintess if thats a thing

And

Other people

Turn to the people in their heads

The memories

Of people lost or gone

The voices

Of people who exist

And those don't

I have a friend

And I've seen her write notes

To her friend

That she'll never see again

Like she's in mourning

Fuck

She is in mourning

And I've done nothing to help her

And I

Don't have

That bond

With the voice in my head

To help

But it's okay

Because I'm there anyway

To help if I can

And so are better people

So I don't need to turn to them

The torment

And advice

In my head

Who is it you ask

Who are they?

Sorry

I can't answer

Because

I'm

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Away

I said I gave myself to the wind

Remember?

And maybe

When I'm gone

No

While I'm gone

Someone will mourn me

In their head

Because

I don't know if I'll come back

And questioning it feels

Risky

Somehow

It doesn't matter

Just mourn me

With a voice in your head
A smile in the mirror

A glance to the left

Tear to the the right

Note in you hand

Name on your heart

Like the ones you've left me

And never forget

You still have family

Even if I made up

Some of that

Or most

Just mourn me

And I'll do

What my

Useless sorry ass can