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We have a creative imagination, me, myself, and I. I prepared for these moments long ago with you, but only in my mind. So I only anticipated, how your lips would feel against mine. Or how soft your skin would be, and the scent you’d leave on me. I wasn’t aware my subconscious would plot,…
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It’s so loud.The tears and blood that violently hit the ground.Miles away, but felt and heard all around.On Life’s, not so merry-go-round.Fear is the scent of suffering aloud.And my inner space isn’t any quieter now.I get no breaks.Unless I take, a large dose of prescribed sleeping aid.Even that is not working great these days.Nighttime is…
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I’m not damaged. I’m not broken. Stop repeating lies and losing focus. I’m on a mission to find why. I trade hope for closeness, every time. Where did I learn this unhealthy habit of mine? I should have already recognized by the beginning signs. If they are never curious beyond the depths, of my surface…
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They say you get what you deserve. But what if you don’t know your own worth? I seem to seek out men who only put themselves first. I allow my temple to become, yet another emotional hearse. I do this all while trying to persuade myself none of it hurts. I smile and laugh at…
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Sometimes, my concept of reality, feels like a lucid dream. I’m walking. Though it feels like I’m floating, through time unseen. Everything is still happening around me. And I’m stuck in my mind. I can snap myself out of it. Just not all of the time. I want to see how far I can get.…
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I took a few steps forward. Then I stepped aside. I turned around to look back. At all the mountains I’ve climbed. All the obstacles I overcame. Skills I’ve gained. All of which helped me survive to date. A life. With many characters I’ve played. From a very young age. In a house built of…
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I hate your addiction. Wish you would listen. But it always comes first. I pray you’d hate it enough to dismiss and kick it. So you can live, maybe feel without altering your mind. Which I see is protecting you from your trauma. That blasts loud music tirelessly all the time. I never understood who…
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I Wonder why your system doesn’t want our chords twisted. I say trust the science. Or at least keep faith as a close mistress. Remember the system Inside of you will take care of your needs. Like the hypothalamus produces lust out of security. Its not love, it’s a mental urge to reproduce with me.…
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Anxiety used to paralyze me. For many years, I allowed it to set my table and sit head of seat. I would have anger prepare the cuisine, with recipes straight from regrets book of suffering. Resentment help make the dessert and coffee, both made from sadness; bitter sweet. I never could get through a dinner…
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I’m sure there is a strike going on inside of me. My subconscious is keeping my feelings and thoughts locked in my minds lobby. This must be a self-safety precaution or something. But it’s getting a little overcrowded. All my thoughts are touching. I see them enter, but they never seem to make it to…
