My Club

 

 

I am looking to start a club

No, not a book club,

Not a cool club either

but a club of people stumbling through life

because I cannot be the only one

I cannot be alone in this human’s race

I cannot be the only one without answers

Forgotten

Living off of chance

Coincidences, happenstances,

 

So I am looking to start a club

Not a desperate club

Not a club of losers

And drifters

And people who are looking to dance with oblivion

Because in here you do not belong

We know who we are

At least we are sure that we will

And when I say we I mean me because

We have no members yet

Which is why

 

I am looking to start a club

Not a sandwich club

And not for athletics either

Because in here we are starved

And unprepared

We are the people who volunteer

We are the extras

Who just live here

Temporarily

Waiting

Forever waiting to be heroes

 

I am looking to start a club

A full on fight club

Where we fight each other’s demons

And tame them

Let them know that in here we are immortal

In here we enslave them

Here we wield our words like weapons

Where the sentences fear us

Here where we are royalty

 

 

I am looking to start a club

A coveted club

where you need no you want to join

like porcupines want to be softer

like a slug wants a shell

a club that you love

like an eight day

like a baby’s giggle

like bubblegum kisses

like, the opposite of lonely

like being understood

like a desperate metaphor

 

 

this is your club

my club

our club

where we are exceptional in our mediocrity

where we are alone together

where we forget to find ourselves

this is a club for the misfits

who don’t fit in with misfits

 

this is a club of indecision

where our motto is I don’t know

and maybe I don’t have to

where it is hard to care

and harder to not care

where things just happen

where our members are temporary

where they leave us like they join us

unexpectedly and entirely

 

this is a place where the future lives

in the past

where we remember what could’ve been

where the language is if and would have

 

this is no club

this is a safe haven

this is Neverland

where it is ok if you never grow up

this is wonderland

where everything is real if you want it to be

where the rules are obsolete

where you get to take what you want

or leave it be

where the dragons slay themselves

and the princesses and the damsels

do not despair

 

this is a place

where the members are brave enough to be cowards

where it is ok for men to cry

and women to want to be weak

this is a place where

we look up to ourselves

and down on no one

where we bleed flowers

and dream in color

this

 

is a place where our thoughts are complete

and we do not need to please anyone but ourselves

where it is ok to love

and ok to be loved

this is a place too good to be true

where disappointment is extinct

and contempt is endangered

where scars are worn like trophies

and are absent from our dreams

 

I am looking to start a world

Made of clubs

Whose veins are electricity

Clubs made of what mountains are made off

When they laugh at the winds for trying to knock them down

 

I am looking to start the world

 

 

 

 

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