Paean to a Putrid Piscean

Vegetarian-flavoured haiku...

A dish of sushi -
Long limp noodles and raw fish;
And a wasted life.

The Illusion Is My Truth

I stare at the passengers, but see
None of the myriad people before me.
I see a land locked away in my memories
And a sudden smile – in my dreams I see.
But the fantasy is so real, so vivid.
Why should I ever let go?

I know the absurdity of life,
That I am happy… SO HAPPY!
And the hurt tears my insides,
The pain rips apart my body.
Like the survivor of a shipwreck
I still cling to what I know.

I have so much to give, so much
Love to offer my beloved.
My helplessness mocks me
“What have you received?”
I still give my shadow smile
My phantom hand touches the same.

And they kiss and then they laugh
Those pairs on the train never part.
I alone shut my eyes, I lean back
And a tiny flicker grows in my heart.
No wind can blow out its glow.

But no wind will fan it into flame.

The Function of MY Mind

I finished my maths test early and got bored. Thought I'd post this on here to show you just how idiotic I can be.

Honour to thee, O flawless functions!
Thy straight and squiggly lines like hairs
Wind like a snake around my neck
And haunt my worst nightmares.

O functions! All thy domains, each
With its unique range, hath combined
To create doodles so dastardly
That all peace is driven from my mind.

I. Hate. Myself.

I can't remember the last time I felt so unwanted and worthless.
Possibly I deserve to be cast away.
Possibly it's time someone made me feel this way.
They say, pride comes before a fall.
I've told myself ten thousand times that I will never trust again.
Yet I do so, ten thousand times over, through the pain.
Why should I?
Remind me not to. It is safer.
It is a well-known fact that anaesthesia is a drug which causes no pleasurable sensations.
But anaesthetized people cannot feel pain.
That is all that matters.

...and the rays of darkness chill my fevered soul and protect me from your harsh light...