I draw the lines for none to see
I write the words for none to hear
I place my thoughts upon the page
So they won’t rot and disappear
I write so that the present me
Will not be lost to history
I place my thoughts for you to read
So they won’t rot and disappear
– SR Romney 2020
Slothfully I lay
The day drifts
And it wastes away
I am left
With not much to say
Much to do
– SR Romney 2020
Often, the people you see everyday
Aren’t really the people you know
Because you only hear the things they say
Only see the things that they choose to showYou see the outfit they wear on parade
The colors and choices they show outside
But what we display in our masquerade
Is just the shield we are using to hideOur true selves are vulnerable to harms
Brought on by others who don’t understand
We wish to be welcomed with open arms
Instead we are slapped by an outstretched handAnd so our true self stays locked in our mind
Well hidden, only for ourselves to find
– SR Romney 2020
I’m a disembodied voice
Hoping from cell tower to cell tower
A set of fingers
Running across your Ethernet cable
A memory
Pasted across your Facebook wall
A parasocial phantom of the internet
And I like it that way
– SR Romney 2020
Effusively I pick the color
I pick the shade you want for me
Brush the hue upon my person
Become the scene you want to seeAnd when you go, I dissipate
Diffusing into the background
And there I wait without a self
Until the next one comes around
– SR Romney 2020
I am the merchant of woe
I bring my wares with me wherever I go
My goods are always to blame
Even when bought under a different name
The price is never a lot
At first, but soon it takes everything you’ve got
Pray you don’t see me around
With me, only pain and misery abound
– SR Romney 2020
Wrapped up in dreams of you
Of all the things I couldn’t do
Of all the things I meant to do
When you were here with meI only have the memory
Wishes of how it’s supposed to be
Regrets of who I couldn’t be
When you were here with me
– SR Romney 2020
A prisoner in my own glass casket
Allowed to observe, but not interact
Air inside continues to get thinner
As my thoughts coalesce and fade away
I start to drift throughout beams of sunlight
As the clock chimes and it’s hands start to slow
I breathe in deep; my eyes finally close
And I relax, having now found my peace
– SR Romney
Wearing out my soul as I wander the world
Every step laying it a little more bare
Scuffing it up, stripping more away
Caked in failures and regrets
But one learns and never forgets
The lessons earned with each day
Until one day, I become aware
I’m nuturing my soul as I wander the world
– SR Romney 2020
Here, tonight, I sit in soliloquy
Pondering the purpose of life, of man
The nature of finding his destiny
The folly of failing to make his plan
Showing his virtue in chasing vices
Showing true honesty while he’s alone
Losing himself in other’s devices
Showing his passion, nose to the grindstone
Taking life’s road past the ruin, the fame
Or standing aside while others go past
Owning his failure, or passing the blame
Breathing each breath as if it were his last
To list out a man, I’ve only begun
But to understand, I’ll never be doneHow can I understand something I know
I cannot ever truly understand
For I’m one crystal in a sea of snow
But one single grain in a hill of sand
The infinitesimal blinds my sight
As I stare at the unknown, unblinking
The deluge of data fills me with fright
The cognitive burden stops my thinking
Why must I care about this fantasy!?
Why does this fire keep burning my brain!?
Why does my suffering bring ecstasy!?
Is this sanity, or ramblings insane?
I must keep on searching to find my truth
I’ll obsess a lifetime, starting in youth
– SR Romney 2020
Shame on The Universe 