SobrietyI deserve so much more. More than this. But Love blinded me. And blurred my vision.Sobriety
The future was so bright,
Not a cloud in sight. But had I paid attention, Watched more closely. I would've seen the haze. The spin and craze.
I made stupid decisions, All in the name of Love. And what did it get me? Just pain and anger, Depression and guilt.
How is it that we claim to be sober? We view everything in a haze. Feeling invincible. Invulnerable.
Love beats us, makes us think. Believe the untrue.
ExcerciseThis pain is nothing new. Especially not to me. Ha, I've Lived through this for years. Aeons. I keep on walking,Excercise
Braving it, Like the Righteous Fool I am.
But you know, With this Foolishness comes power. A power you cannot comprehend. This is the power to change lives, But for the better. Im always loved, but never wanted.
And its better that way.
I don't trust. Its worthless. But people come to me,
Because of my power.
I could leave this place,
Without a moments notice. Have no remorse. Of lea
Fundamental EnemiesOnce when young we are told a fundamental Don't make enemies, the reason was clear. They'd hurt you, quite badly. Something I've found is they're power is small. Insignificant.Fundamental Enemies
They use you, or try to As a puppet A Marionette.
Each move is more and more aimed at your demise. But still they're weak. Childish.
Quickly I learned, Enemies posed near no threat. Unlike those you hold close. Ones called Friends. A unique power is held by these,
To bring a man to destruction. So what to call them? Comrades?
Most, &n
Autumn dreamsAutumn dreams
Each morning i rise to the damp and dewy air, and i am welcomed by a sight that is so rare.Autumn is when we first met, that time of year i can never forget. Autumn is when the trees are brown, and the little leaves come tumbling down. As the leaves fall, they whisper of tragedies long past, of spells that were cast and hearts trespassed. Then the wind comes gusting by, and blows them all towards the sky. As they soar through the open skies, they dance and sing while saying goodbyes. Can you feel it? Autumn dreams are swirling through the air, with a grace and beauty that cannot compare. The sun then begins to shed i
The Worst Is Reality...
Hopeless
Hello, i was wondering if you'd maybe like to come see my gallery
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Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief. They steal their inspiration and sing about their grief.
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Its inevitable, when you grow up, your heart dies.
I'm never growing up.
You're so kind, thank you! :]
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Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief. They steal their inspiration and sing about their grief.
And my kindness is flawed.
But I do what I can.
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Its inevitable, when you grow up, your heart dies.
I'm never growing up.
You seem to be doing quite well, from my perspective.
I still thank you kindly :]
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Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief. They steal their inspiration and sing about their grief.
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