Poems from Literally Satan
I don’t feel like a person, only an abstract concept
a strange aesthetic oozing through time and space
a lack, a void, some sort of hole...
I’m lost swimming around in the void of my mind,
lost at sea inside myself inside this world inside this life,
and I fear that I will soon...
there comes a time
in one’s young life
when they begin to realize
that it is essentially meaningless
and they must find meaning all on...
Sometimes, late at night, I wonder
If I’d be better off
Suspended, an overturned chair under
A hollow, lifeless cough
Sometimes, when I...
i find myself
spiraling into a pit of existential despair
flailing, trying to grab hold of something,
anything at all
but a person
clawing...