Post-poetry

i don't expect you to understand,

in fact, i don't expect more than it's due from you at this point.

sticking together like a family seems like a sick idea coming from your mouth,

to me it's just another form of oppression.

i made up my mind about so many things in a timespan you wouldn't have noticed.

you may call me selfish, opportunistic, a fucking faggot.

believe me, those words won't ever hurt like the first time,

you said them so much, they lost sharpness somewhere along the way.

better yet, i'm not the one who's carrying on after a lifetime of stupid decisions,

actually, i have somewhat of a clean slate in life.

you've written your life as you please, so you may stop putting your signature on mine.

if you think i owe you something, i'd be more than happy to compensate you.

the cost of freedom is high, and believe it or not

i already understood that, maybe at an earlier age than you did.

if you think it's just me bragging, you may be right,

but i know i'm not wrong.

i've given myself time to meditate on hate,

and, being cut off from the same wood, i can assure you,

i was also built to desire being a step ahead.

-T. アイザック。

i really don't know how to text you anymore,

i'm never entertaining enough and you're just not there.

i guess i shouldn't bother if i get lonely,

i know things happen for a reason, and

did you forget we weren't in love?

life's more difficult than it used to be, and i'm not emotionally available.

why am i always so naive, careless?

i fall in love like i fall asleep

i trust you so much, i lower my guard and step into a dream

I was born in no man's land

Hammock Valley, shattered

By the curses of our past

My countrymen are hopeless

Their best friends are dead

Their wives were taken as slaves

By the old world adventurers.

We've been always taught to move on

Grind til dusk, smile on your face.

Never question god

For he's no one to blame.

Our people lost their courage

So we're dying a slow death.

Hammock Valley, shattered

By the curses of our past.

-T. アイザック。

I have ruled before, but I'm not a king.

I may have fucked up, but I'm not a fuckup.

I may have loved you, but I'm not your lover.

I took ownership of fluid states in my life and let them define me, and that was a huge mistake. So many times I took a step ahead, just to have to retract from my bad decisions.

I may have lost, but I'm not a loser.

I was taught to be a winner, but many times I just gained hate.

Right now I may not know who I am, but for some reason, here I AM, trying to walk my way home, but not letting myself get too excited about the stability I'm creating for myself.

-T. アイザック。

But life taught me that in a way, that was where I was coming from...

As time has past, I've come to terms with my realization, and I reclaim my sassy ass shit.

-T. アイザック。

Post-poetry