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Waste

Waste is a by product of the sacrifice life requires. Like ashes from a fire, corpses in the aftermath of your warmth. It has great potential to haunt us, if we don’t treat this sacrifice with the respect it deserves. Life requires death, that is the payment, and it should be honored.

Reckless Energy

There’s a reckless energy in my chest, somewhere in the fog there’s something trying to tell me not to listen to it but I can feel it’s frustration, it needs an outlet. You close your eyes and hope it doesn’t cause harm…..it might. The guilt though, somehow just makes it a one a way trip,Continue reading “Reckless Energy”

Lies

My calm and patient demeanor betrays the chaos that swirls beneath the skin in my chest and the foggy confusion in my head. I’m at odds in so many ways with this world That’s is hard sometimes to have a sense of direction A deep frustration as I try to cling to something in thisContinue reading “Lies”

The struggle

It’s not about the weight or the difficulty The length or depth. It’s about resisting the urge to give up.

How long?

How long can someone feel despair or sadness Before it changes their perspective Before it alters a living being’s survival instinct Making oblivion an option? I breathe, eat, sleep and play. However I do not cry or scream to the heavens How much weight can our hearts bare? And still have a will to pump.Continue reading “How long?”

Now…now …

I read it to myself And I shiver. The raw wound in my chest shivers Sends shocks of pain. I grab my chest, half expecting it to be real It isn’t, as my hand finds my chest in normal shape And it isn’t that kind of pain either This is more ethereal. It’s roots branchingContinue reading “Now…now …”

I’m failing in life

I’m failing in life. It’s been a rough few years, Each time I think “I hope next year it gets better” And it gets worse. This must how drowning must feel like. Each effort to breathe, Is more half hearted.

Unfollow

I have unfollowed you, But still follow you with my thoughts. Your strong unapologetic femininity Was turning me into a beggar of fantasies. Your posts were urging me to become All instinct and drive. All smell and touch. All pleasure and desire. I couldn’t stand my reason being stolen away by your sensual pictures andContinue reading “Unfollow”