garrett-smith - Hello Poetry

Never learned how to live without this cloud in my head Got a script for the doctor, tells me how to live Never wrong, never right, why is everything a fight All work, no play its the same every day, every day, every day, like its Groundhog Day Need a break from the monotony its gotten me Twisted in the head like a knot About to trip and drop Spiraling Never asked for help, now that's a fallacy Honestly, on my hands and knees for someone listening But when I look into the sky I start to daydream Head in the clouds, I make distance from the screams, hiding behind my dreams while I leave them only as dreams its easy to see Why When we die there might as well be nothing We can't treat eachother right here When right here And now Is all that really matters

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Jun 6, 2020

Jun 6, 2020 at 11:35 PM UTC

Head in the Clouds

Never learned how to live without this cloud in my head Got a script for the doctor, tells me how to live Never wrong, never right, why is everything a fight All work, no play its the same every day, every day, every day, like its Groundhog Day Need a break from the monotony its gotten me Twisted in the head like a knot About to trip and drop Spiraling Never asked for help, now that's a fallacy Honestly, on my hands and knees for someone listening But when I look into the sky I start to daydream Head in the clouds, I make distance from the screams, hiding behind my dreams while I leave them only as dreams its easy to see Why When we die there might as well be nothing We can't treat eachother right here When right here And now Is all that really matters

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A force of nature, the winds of change we hope for its benevolence we mourn its loss how alive are the trees as they dance to the whispers of their mother how alive I feel as you breathe life within dying dreams as fierce as revenge as soft as a kiss this brisk gale brings us to the beginning of another end

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Oct 5, 2014

Oct 5, 2014 at 2:27 PM UTC

Wind

A force of nature, the winds of change we hope for its benevolence we mourn its loss how alive are the trees as they dance to the whispers of their mother how alive I feel as you breathe life within dying dreams as fierce as revenge as soft as a kiss this brisk gale brings us to the beginning of another end

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Today may change tomorrow, but once its gone tomorrow may only look back in sorrow that the choices we made were faint and hollow as we leave this moment, it shall forever follow like a shadow, dark and lingering a faded, altered memory time will wash over the stain but you will never be the same twisting... turning in the night the thought still churning in the mind of what was and is and could have been this folly tale that lives within.

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Sep 5, 2014

Sep 5, 2014 at 2:28 AM UTC

Twilight Zone

Today may change tomorrow, but once its gone tomorrow may only look back in sorrow that the choices we made were faint and hollow as we leave this moment, it shall forever follow like a shadow, dark and lingering a faded, altered memory time will wash over the stain but you will never be the same twisting... turning in the night the thought still churning in the mind of what was and is and could have been this folly tale that lives within.

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It is not obtaining our wants that we desire It is the chase It is our right to pursue happiness Always just out of reach When we have what we want We want more Never enough, a bluff Of modesty, honestly There's just to much To leave well enough Alone You've accomplished your goals Now what The moss grows In the alcoves Desires thrive You don't let go It's only there for a time What we all know Nobody makes it out alive

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Mar 20, 2014

Mar 20, 2014 at 8:43 AM UTC

The Pursuit

It is not obtaining our wants that we desire It is the chase It is our right to pursue happiness Always just out of reach When we have what we want We want more Never enough, a bluff Of modesty, honestly There's just to much To leave well enough Alone You've accomplished your goals Now what The moss grows In the alcoves Desires thrive You don't let go It's only there for a time What we all know Nobody makes it out alive

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A constant blare blurring the view the static sound a soft hush it lulls the hope of happiness a scratching deep within the mind shhhhh.... a rapping inviting me to the other side where fear and shame are left behind shhhh.... who am I? is this what I've become? an empty husk of lies and doubt shhhh.... I wish the static would drown this out It destroys everything but regret please forgive me shhhh.... The sound so staggering leaves me weary in time the static is comforting replacing incredulity in time it's quite clear to see the other side was meant for me shhhh....

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Mar 20, 2014

Mar 20, 2014 at 12:24 AM UTC

The Static

A constant blare blurring the view the static sound a soft hush it lulls the hope of happiness a scratching deep within the mind shhhhh.... a rapping inviting me to the other side where fear and shame are left behind shhhh.... who am I? is this what I've become? an empty husk of lies and doubt shhhh.... I wish the static would drown this out It destroys everything but regret please forgive me shhhh.... The sound so staggering leaves me weary in time the static is comforting replacing incredulity in time it's quite clear to see the other side was meant for me shhhh....

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Mr. Grey melts my cares away learn to take the time and say "I love you" A true and loyal friend is he Mr. Grey reveals to me all that I wish to be far away me and my cup of tea Never asked for more than what I'm destined for Maybe that's too much out of reach and out of touch Sitting here, sipping on another day has come and gone swept away in the monotony maybe it was never meant to be Mr. Grey you take the time to warm my bones and clear my mind leave me feeling so sublime until the day when I want more I'll just sit here by the door...

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Mar 19, 2014

Mar 19, 2014 at 11:59 PM UTC

Mr. Grey

Mr. Grey melts my cares away learn to take the time and say "I love you" A true and loyal friend is he Mr. Grey reveals to me all that I wish to be far away me and my cup of tea Never asked for more than what I'm destined for Maybe that's too much out of reach and out of touch Sitting here, sipping on another day has come and gone swept away in the monotony maybe it was never meant to be Mr. Grey you take the time to warm my bones and clear my mind leave me feeling so sublime until the day when I want more I'll just sit here by the door...

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These shoulders do not cry out from the weight of the world they ache in silence from the weight of my soul I carry the burden of sympathy I gnash my teeth I grin and bear it all the while you ne're forget what it must be to live simplistically the weight rolls off and in jubilee you have forgot the meaning of life and sacrifice what once was love becomes a vice unburden yourself of expectation this selflessness nears expiration furling your brow and struggle for leverage try as you might the weight is not average and in your final act of courage you stand up straight you carry the weight because if not you then who?

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Jan 4, 2014

Jan 4, 2014 at 5:54 AM UTC

The Weight

These shoulders do not cry out from the weight of the world they ache in silence from the weight of my soul I carry the burden of sympathy I gnash my teeth I grin and bear it all the while you ne're forget what it must be to live simplistically the weight rolls off and in jubilee you have forgot the meaning of life and sacrifice what once was love becomes a vice unburden yourself of expectation this selflessness nears expiration furling your brow and struggle for leverage try as you might the weight is not average and in your final act of courage you stand up straight you carry the weight because if not you then who?

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shine a light on me make sure it's bright it's cold inside and black as night watching you walk away for the last time, every day the image burned, a stain years pass time fades the scrapbook in my mind tattered, all but dust what once was solid ground now sand, all consuming into the abyss, a bridge-less nothing a flutter of anticipation my broken faith needs exhumation and in this act of humiliation you hold the key to my elation my past is lost you light my way in your embrace I find my home.

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Dec 26, 2013

Dec 26, 2013 at 3:28 AM UTC

There is a Light

shine a light on me make sure it's bright it's cold inside and black as night watching you walk away for the last time, every day the image burned, a stain years pass time fades the scrapbook in my mind tattered, all but dust what once was solid ground now sand, all consuming into the abyss, a bridge-less nothing a flutter of anticipation my broken faith needs exhumation and in this act of humiliation you hold the key to my elation my past is lost you light my way in your embrace I find my home.

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10... My wife, my brothers mom, dad inhale 9... That vacation at the beach three, maybe four years ago exhale 8... Saying goodbye to a friend not knowing it was the last inhale 7... My favorite song, country roads hand swimming through the breeze exhale 6... Do I forgive what you've done? should I forgive, should I forget? inhale 5... Sweat beads on my brow I turn to my brothers exhale 4... My hands are numb knuckles white inhale 3... seconds roll like thick honey do I want this? exhale 2... Dear God... guide us... inhale 1... Our last fight... Our first kiss... exhale... Lift Off.

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Dec 21, 2013

Dec 21, 2013 at 2:09 AM UTC

Leap of Faith: Stars Above

10... My wife, my brothers mom, dad inhale 9... That vacation at the beach three, maybe four years ago exhale 8... Saying goodbye to a friend not knowing it was the last inhale 7... My favorite song, country roads hand swimming through the breeze exhale 6... Do I forgive what you've done? should I forgive, should I forget? inhale 5... Sweat beads on my brow I turn to my brothers exhale 4... My hands are numb knuckles white inhale 3... seconds roll like thick honey do I want this? exhale 2... Dear God... guide us... inhale 1... Our last fight... Our first kiss... exhale... Lift Off.

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our past is the foundation of our future our deeds, creeds and regrets shaping who we are never quite atoning always honing our desires in the present looking back the fog grows thick losing track of who we are and who we want to be nostalgic poison coursing through the man, always cursing the day the world turned grey the fog is suffocating a dim light breaks, glowing through the mist, ever growing redemption is within sight God help preserve this light.

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Dec 21, 2013

Dec 21, 2013 at 1:47 AM UTC

The Fog

our past is the foundation of our future our deeds, creeds and regrets shaping who we are never quite atoning always honing our desires in the present looking back the fog grows thick losing track of who we are and who we want to be nostalgic poison coursing through the man, always cursing the day the world turned grey the fog is suffocating a dim light breaks, glowing through the mist, ever growing redemption is within sight God help preserve this light.

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