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andywritesstuff.bsky.social
@andywritesstuff.bsky.social
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Nothing profound here
Poetry from my journal about my life
Depression, dysphoria, vulnerability when I try to hide it
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There is nothing left in me I say every day And yet somehow You find something to break Every day
November 24, 2025 at 9:05 PM
andywritesstuff.bsky.social
The Assyrians believed That dreaming of eating an apple meant you Would get what your heart desires I hope tonight I dream I eat a whole orchard
September 28, 2025 at 9:05 PM
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Chronic pain
I can put on a brave face Get up and pretend I can move like I used to And I can do anything I want But when I get home The pretending stops And I am humbled by the pain
September 25, 2025 at 10:01 AM
andywritesstuff.bsky.social
The flowers scream to consume me Earth and Sky agree I long to complete this cycle My flesh rots on the bone Please let me exit Samsara soon
September 17, 2025 at 1:39 PM
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Little moments of annoyance An eye roll, a sigh, tense under my touch I am so sorry I set the bar so low Each little moment, a knife in my heart This taste of my own medicine Has been So Bitter
September 17, 2025 at 1:38 PM
andywritesstuff.bsky.social
When I am murdered They won’t find my head or my hands A simple cruelty To disguise the much larger atrocities
September 14, 2025 at 8:55 PM
andywritesstuff.bsky.social
She says she likes the way I smell again. Cigarette smoke and ash, her favorite brand. My kisses taste good again. I will never stop smoking.
September 10, 2025 at 11:19 PM
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She died one year ago today
The day I dressed my daughter For the last time I dropped her hand The heaviness of it And the thud of it hitting her empty chest Frightened me like nothing else Ever has
September 10, 2025 at 11:16 PM
andywritesstuff.bsky.social
Every time I see a boy on a skateboard go by I get a pang of jealousy in my heart “That should’ve been me.”
September 10, 2025 at 3:35 AM
andywritesstuff.bsky.social
Lost a pack of cigarettes And then two days later found on on the ground I hope Someone can find the value in something As awful as me, too Even though I am also lost
September 10, 2025 at 2:34 AM
andywritesstuff.bsky.social
Lost a pack of cigarettes And then two days later found one on the ground I hope Someone can find the value in something As awful as me, too Even though I am also lost
September 9, 2025 at 10:23 PM
andywritesstuff.bsky.social
Do you want the pain of Wounds healing Scars fading Or do you want the pain Of your shackles Forever
September 9, 2025 at 2:08 AM
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Maybe one day As I am writhing in hell You will look down from your spot in the heavens And whisper I was right about you One more time
September 8, 2025 at 3:37 PM
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You have to love me from a distance It’s the only way that I can’t bite The inevitable puncture wounds of my Misguided anger Only serve to breed infection
September 8, 2025 at 3:37 PM
andywritesstuff.bsky.social
I found a list The world’s nine ugliest flowers And I hope one day I am remembered for The worth I have in my personal ecosystem And not just for my insufficient beauty
September 8, 2025 at 3:36 PM
andywritesstuff.bsky.social
Tears like glass Scraped across pavement I swallow asbestos Again and again My body is an abandoned prison And the guards and inmates have shot Themselves
September 8, 2025 at 3:35 PM
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I shake my fist at the demiurge from the pits of This reality hell I AM TEARING MY FACE OFF I AM TEARING MY FACE OFF I AM TEARING MY FACE OFF and yet nothing changes
September 8, 2025 at 3:34 PM
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Suffer Die Watch as everyone around you Suffers And dies I am at the center of everything that happens to Me And so the question remains, are you worth remembering?
September 8, 2025 at 3:33 PM
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I felt Lighter Yesterday I thought maybe it could Possibly Hopefully Be the weightlessness of Happiness But it seems it is merely the lightness of Emptiness
September 8, 2025 at 3:32 PM
andywritesstuff.bsky.social
Inhale asbestos Exhale sarin gas Everything about me is a poison
September 8, 2025 at 3:31 PM
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I wrap her hair around my fingers Long strands of golden silk Like holding Sunshine In my hands
September 8, 2025 at 3:30 PM
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To my wife’s best friend Thank you for making her smile And for giving her hope back That she could live a life worth living And reminding her that She’s worthy of the world, and That the world isn’t worthy of her
September 8, 2025 at 3:30 PM
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The pinkest pink Could never compare to the Sweet blush that spreads across your cheeks I can see You’re so in love
September 8, 2025 at 3:29 PM
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Maybe I really am a bad dog Worthless A shattered mirror slicing at The gentle hands that only reach to Console me I bite myself again And again And again And destroy everything around me
September 8, 2025 at 3:28 PM
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What is it within me that is so rotten, Reaching out with festering hands To Choke The life out of everything I touch
September 8, 2025 at 3:27 PM