Writerperson
veni, vidi, amavi
Writerperson
veni, vidi, amavi
veni, vidi, amavi
veni, vidi, amavi
when you look at me
a smile is what you will see
you say my name
and i feel full of fame
out of every god to ever be believed in
you are the only one to erase all my sin
i know that i’m not worthy of your love
but will you still be my dove?
Happy Valentine’s day Andrea
Love, Casey
(P.S. sorry for the bad poetry)
❤️❤️❤️...
I don’t want to be here
And I mean it in every sense
possibility and variability of the word
But people tell me
It’s just a rough patch
Your gonna be fine
Sometimes life be like that
And I know
I know
People have bigger problems
And at this point
Are mine even real?
I scratch at my skin
over and over and over
But do i do it for me or because i saw it on a show once?
I don’t ...
Just
Me
And
You
You
And
Me
Neither of us whole
Never whole
Never
We are wandering
Ambling
around desolate empty barren worlds
There are people everywhere
Doing everything
But everything is empty
Everyone is empty
Staring at us with their empty eyes
We are not whole
No one is
But
We
are
Together
We will be
Together
Lonely
Unwhole
Empty
Together...
i’m screaming
sobbing
but it’s all inside my head
Nobody can hear me
I am laughing
grinning
everything is fine
I Am Fine
People assume I’m joking
We all laugh it off
Our generation is all the same
“ I’m actually really depressed”
_ Damn that sucks _
__
__
“ I need Help”
_ Bro don’t we all _
__
__
“I’m thinking about killing myself”
_ At this point I might to _
__
__
__...
I think it’s kind of funny
How I sit here and love
Love every one around me.
I would choose
Youand you and
You
over again
to be my one person.
But who would choose me?
Everyone would choose someone.
But not me.
People like me.
Some love me.
But there is always a person that’s better.
That is worth more.
I would choose you
But you would choose your lover
I would choose you...
Not The Prompt
I’m tired
Exhausted
Spent
I don’t know how much longer I can do this
People look at me with pitying stares
I try to tell them this isn’t who I really am
I’m just tired
So tired
I shouldn’t really
make
decisions
while i’m
so tired
I’m not thinking straight
But there’s a knife on the table
A knife on the table
_A knife on the table _
__
And i’m so tired
I just want ...
I wish I could believe
I look around see people
happy
filled with something bigger than themselves
they see their purpose
they know they are loved unconditionally
I want a love like that, that flows constantly
someone who will always accept me
who knows me better than i know myself
I want someone who has a plan
who knows what happens
who had the answers
_I want to believe _
__
please ...
I know it when all of a sudden your face turns as creased and pale as ash.
I know it when blood spirts from your abdomen.
I know when you crumple and you lay limp.
I know when you scream
And scream
And scream
And at some point I wonder if I will ever get the sound out of my mind
I won’t.
So when I reach you
When I fall to the ground,
With tears already blurring my vision
I already k...
It’s not really contentment.
Well I don’t think it is anyway.
It’s not that i’m fine with what i have,
It’s that i understand that i don’t need more
I don’t deserve more
It’s not really that i’m greedy
That i want more constantly
It’s more like I’m hungry
starving
That I will always need more
It’s not really that I’m lazy
Never doing more than I need to
Just living a life that will pa...