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My spirit is buckled, my soul stooped from the shackles of regret that I've built. Weighted defeat in every step, from the oppressing burden of guilt.
A sudden wave Of inspiration Out of pure silence I just wrote to find out A small phase Of screwy relationships And now that I'm back on track I'm writing more and more I'm excited to see What I...
I'm blushing like an idiot. You wouldn't tell but it's there. A smile on my face and a spring in my step. Work doesn't phase me, I'm happy to answer queries. This is the high of 'the boy'.
I'm really bad. I have to tell you that. Right now you're reading this, probably thinking that I'm over thinking things right now and everything is not as bad. Things will get better.
Reading through the posts I came to realise something.
Shall I go and get it fixed. What if the price is heavy to pay. What if my quality of life Goes in that hour of day. But it does need to be fixed... Or at least be given a name. Is it a disability.
I'm sorry if you're easily offended, Or don't like what I say, But I'm not afraid to speak my mind- that's me at the end of the day.
I've been through all the ups and downs, As they say life's a roller coaster. From breaking a chair, to punching a face, even got a knife stuck in the toaster.
#household Today, instead of relaxing all day, I ended up having a little clear out and found a photo of me as a girl in an envelope.
As soon as I pass the green leafy gate. My mind flies to another state. I walk on the pavement made of stone. And I never cared that I am alone. I smell the flowers and go under my special tree.
Where would I be If I never met you. Would I be sky-high happy Or deep ocean blue. Where would I be If I never found Opuss. Would I have survived a tough time Or caused a real fuss.
Laying here on my bathroom floor. Laying here wanting more. Laying here thinking what does that mean. Laying here in a pleasant dream. Laying here with my head pounding.
The sun kisses my lashes. My eyes flicker from its rays. A smile so true, washes my face. I am thinking of love. A love so strong and real. One big love, one that holds me. Never daring to let me go.
I'm not a religious man, but I'm in tune wit my spirit, I try 2 live right & do right by others...needless 2 say I have room 4 growth & am a work in progress...but I can say I can fully see that I've...
To the corners of life I walk. Some roads are long and tiring. Others short and interesting. I gather in all that surrounds me. Piecing all the pieces together. To make sense of the puzzle.
Take a read. Into my first few writes. And you'll find. A heartbroken girl inside. Take a read. Into some writes for my mom. You'll find my potty mouth. And a truth bomb. Take a read.
In the comfort of the night My tears start to fall Helpless An agonizing tearing of my heart Sadness swallowing me up Broken Horrifying hopelessness, Nothing will ever be okay Lonely Now just an...
I want to write. I don't know what about. But I wish that. Something would stick. Nothing is there. Its like it's all. Sucked out of me. All at once. This state of haze. Moved to my writing.
I sleep and wake with thoughts in my head I wish they would just leave my bed They come together in a bundle That sometimes I honestly can't handle They make me cry I have no clue why Push them...
Mirror mirror on the wall, Who is the prettiest of them all, With wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes, Someone who doesn't eat too many pies.
I can't help but wonder If it's my fault That you're this arrogant And rude Did you get it from me And my moments Of sarcasm And drama.
I've a fire proof box And inside you find The contents of my body My thoughts, my mind. It's where I keep my feelings. Every single little one. I write them on bits of paper.
If I follow my heart, Will I get to where I need to be. Or will I still be stuck in sorrow, And burdened with my need. Can I trust my mind, Without starting a war with my heart.
I hate my mood swings And I hate what they do One moment I am happy The other I can't seem to get through I try to acknowledge their existence But it seems that they are very persistent One moment...