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A gaping hole where a heart should be. A black void, bereft of any soul. I stare into the abyss, and it stares back. Eventually I see a glimmer of my own reflection.

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Jan 24, 2021

Jan 24, 2021 at 1:00 AM UTC

Black Mirror

A gaping hole where a heart should be. A black void, bereft of any soul. I stare into the abyss, and it stares back. Eventually I see a glimmer of my own reflection.

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Is it good enough? Will it ever be good enough? A work of art is never finished, only abandoned.

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Nov 3, 2019

Nov 3, 2019 at 7:47 PM UTC

Perfection

Is it good enough? Will it ever be good enough? A work of art is never finished, only abandoned.

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It was a mistake to come here. I'm sure it'll be a mistake to leave.

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Jul 9, 2019

Jul 9, 2019 at 10:01 PM UTC

Party

It was a mistake to come here. I'm sure it'll be a mistake to leave.

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I just want to leave my mark on the world.

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Jul 5, 2019

Jul 5, 2019 at 9:15 PM UTC

Graffiti

I just want to leave my mark on the world.

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We live in a broken society Where some people are hardly paid a cent And they live in constant anxiety Because they can’t afford to pay the rent Some citizens bereft of basic needs While others’ pay is always on the rise And when questioned they go to plant doubt’s seeds Necessity, they say, is their greed’s guise The rich pay congressmen to change the laws Although the people cry out to be heard Succumb to pressure then expect applause But nobody seems to believe their word This nation where the most zealous succeed Has given in to corruption and greed

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Apr 15, 2019

Apr 15, 2019 at 7:46 PM UTC

Broken Society

We live in a broken society Where some people are hardly paid a cent And they live in constant anxiety Because they can’t afford to pay the rent Some citizens bereft of basic needs While others’ pay is always on the rise And when questioned they go to plant doubt’s seeds Necessity, they say, is their greed’s guise The rich pay congressmen to change the laws Although the people cry out to be heard Succumb to pressure then expect applause But nobody seems to believe their word This nation where the most zealous succeed Has given in to corruption and greed

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Well here I am again, trapped in this prison This stupid prison I call my mind Locked in with these thoughts as they’re constantly risen Looking for the light I had hoped to find Searching for answers to all of these questions Constantly building, my world effervescent I’m sick and tired of all their suggestions I’m done with the Xanax and antidepressants I find myself lost, and suddenly then I find myself back in here again I try to get out, to escape the pain But all of my efforts have ended in vain Therapy, therapy, please fill the void Help me to find out what’s wrong with my head Put back the pieces of my life destroyed At this point I think I’d be better off dead But I know that I can’t do something so foolish I know my folks would miss me if I’m gone But I’m tired of feeling so hopeless and ghoulish I think that it’s finally time to move on I find myself lost, and suddenly then I find myself back in here again I try to get out, to escape the pain But all of my efforts have ended in vain Finally breaking through my mind’s blockade Crushing dark thoughts and my own deepest fears Digging myself out of this hole I’ve made I’m purging this shadow that’s plagued me for years I’m finally doing it, climbing the mountain I think I am reaching the end of my fall Just reach through the depths and seal the dark fountain Maybe things won’t be so bad after all I find myself lost, and suddenly then I find myself back in here again I try to get out, to escape the pain Maybe this effort won’t end in vain

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Jan 17, 2019

Jan 17, 2019 at 9:52 PM UTC

Searching For Answers

Well here I am again, trapped in this prison This stupid prison I call my mind Locked in with these thoughts as they’re constantly risen Looking for the light I had hoped to find Searching for answers to all of these questions Constantly building, my world effervescent I’m sick and tired of all their suggestions I’m done with the Xanax and antidepressants I find myself lost, and suddenly then I find myself back in here again I try to get out, to escape the pain But all of my efforts have ended in vain Therapy, therapy, please fill the void Help me to find out what’s wrong with my head Put back the pieces of my life destroyed At this point I think I’d be better off dead But I know that I can’t do something so foolish I know my folks would miss me if I’m gone But I’m tired of feeling so hopeless and ghoulish I think that it’s finally time to move on I find myself lost, and suddenly then I find myself back in here again I try to get out, to escape the pain But all of my efforts have ended in vain Finally breaking through my mind’s blockade Crushing dark thoughts and my own deepest fears Digging myself out of this hole I’ve made I’m purging this shadow that’s plagued me for years I’m finally doing it, climbing the mountain I think I am reaching the end of my fall Just reach through the depths and seal the dark fountain Maybe things won’t be so bad after all I find myself lost, and suddenly then I find myself back in here again I try to get out, to escape the pain Maybe this effort won’t end in vain

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How do you live, knowing you’ve become the thing you once feared? How do you live, knowing that you’ve hurt so many people? How do you live, knowing that something you’ve done has let somebody come to harm? How do you live, knowing that you did something terrible, just to see what would happen? How do you live, knowing that, deep down, you’re guilty of something you’ve denied for all this time? How do you live, knowing that somebody you love has been betrayed? How do you live, knowing that you lied to protect someone who cared about you? How do you live, knowing that you’ve destroyed the life of your best friend? How do you live, knowing that you’ve done something terrible to someone they loved? How do you live, knowing that somebody else’s blood lays dried on your own hands? How do you live, knowing that somebody you never knew will never be seen again? How do you live, knowing that you’ve tried doing the same to the person you hold dear? How do you live, knowing that you’ve tried doing it to yourself, as a way of escaping all the blame and guilt and anguish? How do you live, knowing that you can’t change the past? How do you live, knowing that your mistakes will never be undone? I don’t know. But I live anyway.

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Sep 8, 2018

Sep 8, 2018 at 11:25 AM UTC

How Do You Live?

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At times I dream of a certain image One that feels like I’ve been there before, Despite being nothing more than a fabrication, a dream. I dream of a late Saturday night, echoes of rain surrounding me The soft glow of a CRT the only light in the room And me, sitting, staring, watching the beam dance about. I dream of traveling to a land far from my own A place void from worry and doubt A place where I can simply be. I dream of visiting the train station Being serenaded by a traveling musician, a lone dog with a guitar. As he sings his song, I sing along Knowing every word to the tune.

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Aug 4, 2018

Aug 4, 2018 at 1:59 PM UTC

False Nostalgia

At times I dream of a certain image One that feels like I’ve been there before, Despite being nothing more than a fabrication, a dream. I dream of a late Saturday night, echoes of rain surrounding me The soft glow of a CRT the only light in the room And me, sitting, staring, watching the beam dance about. I dream of traveling to a land far from my own A place void from worry and doubt A place where I can simply be. I dream of visiting the train station Being serenaded by a traveling musician, a lone dog with a guitar. As he sings his song, I sing along Knowing every word to the tune.

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A million snowflakes falling from the sky, All of them unique in their own special way. Each with hopes and dreams and ambitions, But they are apathetic, lacking in dedication. And so they give up, and let themselves fall from a world lost to time, Piling up, and blanketing the earth to form a sea of lost dreams.

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Aug 3, 2018

Aug 3, 2018 at 4:56 PM UTC

Sea Of Lost Dreams

A million snowflakes falling from the sky, All of them unique in their own special way. Each with hopes and dreams and ambitions, But they are apathetic, lacking in dedication. And so they give up, and let themselves fall from a world lost to time, Piling up, and blanketing the earth to form a sea of lost dreams.

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