A beacon of hope in the lonely night, I know it’s there. I can’t see it in under the depressing fog of city lights. Even the country gives no glimmer under its dark clouds of anxiety. When I do see it, catching a glimpse, I barely notice. I only remember the days when I don’t…
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Sometimes we fight more only to fight more. Trying to speak, trying to yell, when we can barely breathe. Ready to express the pain that we feel to the core. Unable to understand why they think they are better from the time they teethe. Greed is how they live. Guilt is something they never feel….
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Fog enters my lungs, Enters my mind, Leaves my mouth and fills the air around me. Fog stays in my brain, Stays in my cells, Slowing my days. Fog takes away the sadness, Takes away the anxiety, Kills the stress. Fuck fog. I need clarity.
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Twenty pounds later, and you keep watching TV and smoking weed. You stopped writing, and you’re barely reading. You stopped running. You stopped taking chances. You stopped fucking putting yourself out there. All of this just to get comfortable. All of this because of boredom. So… What’s next?
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Maybe just with friends Almost never on my own Rarely ever on a work night I need it to relax Just started taking it everyday Using it as a medicine is OK Always needing a bit more Nothing is quite the same And now I have a problem
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I hold your handMy fingers are rootsYour palm is earthI wriggle deep inside youI grow, flourish, and bud because of you I will eventually wilt and dieYou’ll eternally be the one who made me bigger, better, thicker, and stronger
Read moreYou bring beauty and wonder to the night sky. I gaze upon you, always curious why you aren’t like the stars. You shine much brighter. You are much lighter as you streak above the trees. Soon you will come to lay. Then we will all pay a great price for your stillness.
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A school shooter changes the world forever, mothers never escaping the deaths of their children, fathers never able to go back to work, children living a trauma filled life, Children lay down in a pool of blood, wondering if it belongs to them or their friend as they both take their last breaths, crying out…
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Great, you think they’re lazy. Resilience is something you think they need more of. Everything they stand for seems in opposition to your beliefs. They are really doing the same thing as you. All they want is to protect people and thrive.
Read moreWith the first snowfall, a snow-white beauty. An anxiety over the end. Excitement over a new beginning. A season of darkness, fires, and new gifts. What more could I ask for as I lay bleeding in the morning snow. The reddish slush around me will give life to a new snowman.
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