Category: Poems
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being too Sensitive
As humanity moves away from who we are Nature the sensitives are left behind to feel the ripping those with thicker skins and dull brains can avoid the misdirection don’t mind being carried away and have such short vision that their lives are all there is become complacent, it is…
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it takes but one candle to dispel the darkness
get this out of me can’t trust my thoughts my emotions feelings my self is supressed pushed down and the only thing that comes up is pain and a reptilian soulless survival but I still can walk still move eat sometimes sleep and though the light is being suffocated it…
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Where Am I Going, And Why Must I Be Going Somewhere?
This my life we’re talkin bout Think it’s a game?! You don’t make it through You get left behind No do-overs Perhaps try again But not at this one One chance You’re out Goodbye No tomorrow Only today So why live for tomorrow Why if it’s not possible If it’s…
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A lxt xf Sxmething I dxnt want tx Knxw
From me to you The littlest thing is like a spark a comment or look that sets my brain on fire This madness inside has no purpose or reason But yet, you know To come and go Sometimes it stays It’s odd to think how many people come and go…
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The Maze
I want to write something that hits you in your gut heart and mind all at once a feeling so strong it flirts with purpose because that’s what you have to do find a purpose or create it make it up just find something no need hear or talk about…
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Tools and Plastic Bombs
something does not fit this world or whats come of it is no more human than a toaster tools and plastic everything is boxed labelled categorized indexed recorded filed filed filed there is no room for feelings so they stay squished in a corner pressurizing squeezed until no more air…
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Withering Figurine
scared of everything a shaking skeleton feeling angry in the bones muscles feel toxic skin degrades like when I look in the mirror it lies to me I look great, I should feel great? until I look away until I die all over again
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heart beating surroundings
NO MORE MYSTERIES NO MORE EXPLANATIONS NO MORE WONDER WHEN EVERYTHING IS KNOWN NOTHING IS UNDERSTOOD NOTHING MAKES SENSE ANYMORE WITHOUT WITHOUT THE MAGIC HEART CANT TAKE IT
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Just Enough
the realm of just enough that’s the ticket just enough and we’re all feeling okay just enough and all balances by end of day just enough is just enough too much too little and we all get fucked so there’s nothing to chase nothing to to worry when everyone takes…
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wANT MOre
It’s like everything you don’t have everything other people have will make your life better more money more time more leisure … it is a disease of thinking more will get you what you want a new kitchen a new car a nice bathroom all of it despite its function…
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Don’t want to
everything can be looked at in different ways nature and nurture having there way in which I feel trapped between too aware too sensitive too used to falling whichever way my emotions thoughts feelings push me makes me question everything free will who is ‘I’ what is chose give take…
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When I have to get out of bed
So much of mind is filled with what’s the point that can be imprisoning Or freeing Depending how you look at it and I choose both But when I need to eat, work, play, and rest in this world we’ve damaged I don’t want to I’d rather just stay asleep…
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Intolerable
Inside a body Outside a mind Towards the disperse Where all goes to die No Heaven Nor hell Just a tree to hug And drugs to avoid the smell Not know what I write Not see why I fell Not matter what I say Just long I say it well
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strings and things
this strand like everything exists on this strand all that ever was and forever will be will be through this strand of time and space and decorations and drudge and that’s all there to know your existence literally hangs by a … and you love it and hate it but…
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worlds apart
in the grass under the roots a secret doorway exists dig a little and you’ll feel the space begin to open the air begin again as if you are reborn you crawl through this cavern and are delivered into a new world a new place and as you go on…
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Xne and…
There is no such thing as ‘good’ and ‘bad’ the separation can only exist in the mind in reality, they are the same there is no one without the other How much of our destiny is fixed? How much is within our power to choose? But perhaps these questions do…
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What’s the
feeling like you have to do something to enjoy life but life is just life you enjoy it or you don’t I don’t have to produce something to live I don’t have to leave something behind soon all will be forgotten all will be lost so what is there left…
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