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auggie-day
auggie-day
losing all my marbles
Sweaty palms and judgmental town Trying to make it through but you're always so down You want a car and the boy to look at you, but your head explodes when your thoughts don't come true You want out so bad even after all the great things you've had You close your eyes and clench your fists trying to tell yourself "This doesn't exsist" But when he smiles it's not serenity, it's a million trumpets, it's a ******* obscenity. I am insanity, a mess, I need to be cleaned up, never full always half empty in this cup My bed gives me warm hugs, my brains been eaten by bugs Everything is fine, everything's okay, he doesn't have the power, just makes my heart beat a million miles per hour.
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Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 11:14 PM UTC
Sweaty Palms
I wake as your  friend                                     You wake as my lover I speak as your lover                                       You speak as my friend I act as your possession                                   You are my possesion I rebel as your cover                                        A means to an end I hurt for your compassion                             You live for my acceptance I injure for your respect                                  Though it's never been withheld I confide for your emotion                              You crave my direction I give and you collect                                      Never will you rebel This is madness                                               This is Sparta This is insanity                                                This is the price of exellence I can't be everything for you                          I am your everything You can't be everything for me                     I am magnificence You treat everyone the same                         I am fair and righteous As a friend, yet as a lover                              And yet you seek more And it's a cruel, cruel game                          Dare you grow capricious From your twisted love, no one recovers     You'll become one I abhor I am done                                                       You are confused (I am never done)                                          And I will not calm you I am sick                                                        *As I am amused* (But I'm not tired)                                         As I drop little clues   I will run                                                        You'll never leave me (I won't run)                                                  But I'll abandon you Because I love you                                        You'll always need me (A better word is 'desire')                             And I'll never need you Let me go!                                                    My grip is vice-like (But you're not holding me)                       I'm not ready to let you go Bring me back!                                            If I lose you, 'my dear' (But I never left)                                          I must find yet another 'beau' Love me only!                                             And I've not the time to put effort (But you love equally)                               In little minions like you Push me away!                                          I've not a care to give for (Or bridge this rift)                                    You insects I never knew Please, disappear                                       I am your torture One day you'll understand                      But I am your salvation That the twisted way you love                 I am your executioner Could coax death from any human        And I am your redemption Please, disappear!                                     You'll wish me dead forever Though I'll weep when you're gone        You'll wish me dead I know I know sanity will return                          And you'll wish yourself deader And I'll eventually move on.                    When away I finally go.
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 1:25 AM UTC
Parallel Insanity
I wake as your  friend                                     You wake as my lover I speak as your lover                                       You speak as my friend I act as your possession                                   You are my possesion I rebel as your cover                                        A means to an end I hurt for your compassion                             You live for my acceptance I injure for your respect                                  Though it's never been withheld I confide for your emotion                              You crave my direction I give and you collect                                      Never will you rebel This is madness                                               This is Sparta This is insanity                                                This is the price of exellence I can't be everything for you                          I am your everything You can't be everything for me                     I am magnificence You treat everyone the same                         I am fair and righteous As a friend, yet as a lover                              And yet you seek more And it's a cruel, cruel game                          Dare you grow capricious From your twisted love, no one recovers     You'll become one I abhor I am done                                                       You are confused (I am never done)                                          And I will not calm you I am sick                                                        *As I am amused* (But I'm not tired)                                         As I drop little clues   I will run                                                        You'll never leave me (I won't run)                                                  But I'll abandon you Because I love you                                        You'll always need me (A better word is 'desire')                             And I'll never need you Let me go!                                                    My grip is vice-like (But you're not holding me)                       I'm not ready to let you go Bring me back!                                            If I lose you, 'my dear' (But I never left)                                          I must find yet another 'beau' Love me only!                                             And I've not the time to put effort (But you love equally)                               In little minions like you Push me away!                                          I've not a care to give for (Or bridge this rift)                                    You insects I never knew Please, disappear                                       I am your torture One day you'll understand                      But I am your salvation That the twisted way you love                 I am your executioner Could coax death from any human        And I am your redemption Please, disappear!                                     You'll wish me dead forever Though I'll weep when you're gone        You'll wish me dead I know I know sanity will return                          And you'll wish yourself deader And I'll eventually move on.                    When away I finally go.
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If you are in a hurry, go ahead and don't bother to wait for me. My life still needs me. Some untold stories, an unsung song, an incomplete conversation, an unread book. Some bridges to build some to burn, wounds to heal fences to mend relations to tend... In my hurry to catch up with you, I breathlessly ran and I left behind so many moments, breathtaking moments. Let me catch up   with them now, I'll catch up wtth you later...
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 1:05 AM UTC
Catching Up
why must everyone tell each other what to do all the time can we not coexist in love and peace like we were meant to? can we not simply work toward a goal, without mindless power play or unnecessary roughness? we are human, we are human, we are human, is all I hear, reasons and excuses given for our misbehavior, our lies and harms; it's only human nature! they cry as they steal and cheat it must be human nature, says the violent criminal, sadly, it is human nature, sighs the priest: these are not good enough- this cannot be good enough for if your heart calls you to love and you feel it then why haven't you? every human's heart is made for and of love, community, friendship, socialization- that is what we are and that is what we need we are clearly striving for good, we are clearly beautiful, we are clearly searching for the truth human nature cannot be evil if its most earnest desire is good. yes, we are human- but we were made for better things.
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 1:05 AM UTC
made for better things
I was not force fed ideas Growing up my mom viewed us as wild flowers Strong enough to soak up the sun in our own way Allowing weeds to share our space Never choking Their chance at living just as important as our own Guidelines were simple, still are Respect others Your space is precious, as is their's Forgive transgressions Grudges will fester Above all Listen You hear a lot more if you are not only waiting for your turn to talk
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 12:43 AM UTC
Wild Flower Advice
It was first time in a long time, That nothing held me back. Years had passed it seemed, Since I had no strings attached. Strings I then cast off, Constrained by no thing or one. Never again to miss a chance, No responsibility but fun. I live life like I wish, Finally, truly free. Happiness in letting go, In living just for me. I surround myself with like people, Enlightened, cheery, loud. We run around and love our lives, Not worry nor doubt is found. Some call us irresponsible, But only those unlike us. They haven't learned their full potential, They look with old disgust. But they can't begin to hold us back, When we are flying free of all. We have no past, no future here, Only the present in which to fall. Occasionally we lose a member, One whose weakness drags them down. Sometimes it is unrequited love, Sometimes they guilt for those around. But we fly on, on, I don't see it ever ending. We have now surpassed it all, Our will is never bending. Occasionally we find others, Who share our enlightened state. We frolic and we play and laugh, Engage in lively debate. We are not on a path to failure, Please don't get me wrong. We still ensure our own successes, We just don't worry about it long. What is the point of living life, With faulty hopes and dreams? Why not let go and live for yourself, Define what this life means? This is where I found my peace, My full love and happiness. No strings attached is my best way, I've never loved more than this. Without fail we will go on, Loving life to its fullest. Quietly aiding those drowning in demons, Showing them why life exists. Until my bones are but dust, And my heart fails to beat, I will free myself from the dirt, And live as I want to be.
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 12:37 AM UTC
Live as I want to be.
It was first time in a long time, That nothing held me back. Years had passed it seemed, Since I had no strings attached. Strings I then cast off, Constrained by no thing or one. Never again to miss a chance, No responsibility but fun. I live life like I wish, Finally, truly free. Happiness in letting go, In living just for me. I surround myself with like people, Enlightened, cheery, loud. We run around and love our lives, Not worry nor doubt is found. Some call us irresponsible, But only those unlike us. They haven't learned their full potential, They look with old disgust. But they can't begin to hold us back, When we are flying free of all. We have no past, no future here, Only the present in which to fall. Occasionally we lose a member, One whose weakness drags them down. Sometimes it is unrequited love, Sometimes they guilt for those around. But we fly on, on, I don't see it ever ending. We have now surpassed it all, Our will is never bending. Occasionally we find others, Who share our enlightened state. We frolic and we play and laugh, Engage in lively debate. We are not on a path to failure, Please don't get me wrong. We still ensure our own successes, We just don't worry about it long. What is the point of living life, With faulty hopes and dreams? Why not let go and live for yourself, Define what this life means? This is where I found my peace, My full love and happiness. No strings attached is my best way, I've never loved more than this. Without fail we will go on, Loving life to its fullest. Quietly aiding those drowning in demons, Showing them why life exists. Until my bones are but dust, And my heart fails to beat, I will free myself from the dirt, And live as I want to be.
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It's 4:36am and here I am Face down on the floor with wet, swollen eyes that won't seem to stay closed. 4:37 the sun will shine in a few hours, but the light can't keep the darkness of my heart away. 4:38 I thought you were an open door to save me turns out you were an open window for someone else. 4:39 Winter is coming up soon and our pictures are coming down, but pain isn't a season or a memory. It's here to stay. 4:40 My heart is damaged just like you said I was. I'm saying good bye to the world. Good bye to you. May my dreams put me 6 feet under tonight.
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Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 1:15 AM UTC
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