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noahclark556
19/M/PA USMC
The only thing that hurts worse than losing someone, is the anticipation between when you realize they won’t last forever and the point at which they are gone. Like enjoying a nice night with old friends, there is always the fear of it coming to an end. You try to drown it out, and for a short time it works, but like painkillers, in the end it only hurts worse. This sort of pain, is often kept quiet. Humans are trained, to just try and hide it. With that being said, the only thing to do. Is put on a smile, and pretend it does not affect you.
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Jul 8, 2020
Jul 8, 2020 at 8:59 AM UTC
Anticipation
Sometimes down the road of life Just as things were turning around Something stops you in your tracks And runs your heart in to the ground It takes all of your hopes And all of your dreams Everything you thought you had And tears them at the seams You try everything in your power To bring back what you lost You would in a heartbeat Buy it back at any cost This is one of those things That you simple cannot control You don’t have the power But that is how it is supposed to go You must sit and patiently wait Hours, days and weeks on end You’ll want so bad for it all to stop Until someone comes along And moves that painful roadblock
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Jul 1, 2020
Jul 1, 2020 at 12:52 PM UTC
Roadblocks
How I know I’ve made it At this point, your settled down now. Whether you have a wife or not. Your sitting on the porch of your house, probably on a home made porch swing, out in the country, but not too far from town. You have a grill on your patio, maybe a smoker next to it. Your golden retriever or husky/Shepard mix sitting right next to you, just kinda lookin out as you swing. You have a pond or stream near by with fishing poles at the ready should you decide to fish. You have beers in the fridge, but not too many because your past that now, 3 or 4 should be fine for you. You have a cigar case sitting on your wooden table in your house, maybe a cigar from every duty station and deployment you had in the military (if you stuck to that), but you don’t smoke inside. Your grass is nicely mowed, smells nice all the time. You have a man cave in the basement for the boys, but you take your wife down there too because it’s awesome. It has a pool table, gaming system, weight bench, built in surround sound, and ice cold beer. Maybe a 5th of crown Apple or Jim beam to drink with the fellas. Wachob is over pretty often, he lives pretty close to you if everything worked out well. You guys like to go fishing in the stream, even if you don’t catch anything it’s still fun. Friday’s you and Wachob will grill up some burgers for the kids and/or the boys depending on how things happened. Country music playing in the background. You talk about putting in a pool, but never really do for some reason. You have a side by side or quad in the garage, ready to take out for spotting or plowing in the winter. You also have a nice truck, not too ugly but not too nice. You take it in to town to work and because you don’t seclude yourself, you go out with friends and go to Lowe’s or Home Depot for home improvement projects. You visit your parents often, and you have them over often too. Your nephews and nieces come to fish and eat now and then, Wachobs family too. You, Jacob and Wachob sit their with or without your wives, take a good hard look around you, crack a cold beer and cheers because you all realize that you’ve made it.
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Jun 23, 2020
Jun 23, 2020 at 9:57 PM UTC
How I know I’ve made it
How I know I’ve made it At this point, your settled down now. Whether you have a wife or not. Your sitting on the porch of your house, probably on a home made porch swing, out in the country, but not too far from town. You have a grill on your patio, maybe a smoker next to it. Your golden retriever or husky/Shepard mix sitting right next to you, just kinda lookin out as you swing. You have a pond or stream near by with fishing poles at the ready should you decide to fish. You have beers in the fridge, but not too many because your past that now, 3 or 4 should be fine for you. You have a cigar case sitting on your wooden table in your house, maybe a cigar from every duty station and deployment you had in the military (if you stuck to that), but you don’t smoke inside. Your grass is nicely mowed, smells nice all the time. You have a man cave in the basement for the boys, but you take your wife down there too because it’s awesome. It has a pool table, gaming system, weight bench, built in surround sound, and ice cold beer. Maybe a 5th of crown Apple or Jim beam to drink with the fellas. Wachob is over pretty often, he lives pretty close to you if everything worked out well. You guys like to go fishing in the stream, even if you don’t catch anything it’s still fun. Friday’s you and Wachob will grill up some burgers for the kids and/or the boys depending on how things happened. Country music playing in the background. You talk about putting in a pool, but never really do for some reason. You have a side by side or quad in the garage, ready to take out for spotting or plowing in the winter. You also have a nice truck, not too ugly but not too nice. You take it in to town to work and because you don’t seclude yourself, you go out with friends and go to Lowe’s or Home Depot for home improvement projects. You visit your parents often, and you have them over often too. Your nephews and nieces come to fish and eat now and then, Wachobs family too. You, Jacob and Wachob sit their with or without your wives, take a good hard look around you, crack a cold beer and cheers because you all realize that you’ve made it.
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Stuck under a cloud, I go about my days, trying to find, the non-existent rays. In a world where sadness is thought of as weak, as I am driven to madness, help I simply cannot seek. It’s seems as though, I have nowhere to go, in my line of work, your taught to just let it go. So I stow it away, deep in my heart, but now it is back, worse than the start. So here I am again, stuck under this cloud, spending my days, trying to find.. those non-existent rays
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Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 2:53 PM UTC
Non-existent rays
I love you I know I am young And so are you But I’m 100% certain I love you I know I’m leaving So I shouldn’t tell you But I hope one day you know I always loved you
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May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 3:20 PM UTC
Goodbye
As I look up at the stars tonight I think of you and your beautiful life. Your smile shown a greater light and the stars just simply are not as bright. I know for sure that I will not forget the type of light you would always emit. Even though your six feet deep something still shines beneath our feet. So baffled here I continue to sit thinking of you And your type of light I will never forget..
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May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 1:02 AM UTC
Smiling under the earth
Mason, I’ll remember your smile that was always so bright the sun became jealous and crippled in spite. This world was not for you you were simply too great, because you went to sleep we’re now all wide awake. The day that you left you saved a thousand more lives, we’ll always remember the love in your eyes. For now let this be our final goodbye, we’ll never forget you.. Fly high
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May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 5:46 PM UTC
5-11-19
I wish I knew when I first met you how much I’d hate not having you. The years went by and your memory drifted but now your one of my biggest wishes.
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Apr 28, 2019
Apr 28, 2019 at 10:07 PM UTC
You
You never know how beautiful the sky really is until you notice how it reflects off of the crystal glass water.
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Apr 13, 2019
Apr 13, 2019 at 11:43 PM UTC
Life
Sleepless I sit Thinking of you And all the **** You put me through I would have jumped In front of a bullet But you held the trigger And decided to pull it And just like that We were no more I closed my heart And locked the door
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Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 11:11 PM UTC
Whatever