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some-person
Do you ever just feel like a depressed pile of **** but you can't tell anyone because you have to maintain your image but you'd really be okay with just dying because then you wouldn't have to worry about anything anymore including both what you feel like **** about and also your image
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 12:53 AM UTC
Do you
The longing for things that will never be The knowledge that we'll be taken before we're done Disappointment in ourselves Resignation to sadness Belief in pointlessness The lack of energy to be angry at things that are wrong Inability and/or unwillingness to change Writing down depressing things and never turning them into a cohesive piece Self-fulfilling prophecy
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Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 2:01 AM UTC
Cohesion
He wrapped his arms around the cat sitting in his lap Existential anxiety had become an underlying constant, But his love for the creature provided momentary connection; A temporary check against the loneliness The same feeling, the state of being, will return But, brushing it aside for a moment, He had a somber taste of what it might be like if the world wasn't broken
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Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 3:00 PM UTC
You can allow yourself a little reprieve sometimes
I stare at her picture On a backlit screen I look for something there Something so deep it could quench But I don't know **** about her And, thankfully, She doesn't know **** about me
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Feb 22, 2018
Feb 22, 2018 at 5:05 AM UTC
Backlit Dream
Alexa, turn off the light Alexa, it's cold in here Alexa, tell me a story Alexa, sing me a lullaby Alexa, I miss my girl Alexa, pull up my favorite **** Alexa, are you real? Alexa, I'm bored Alexa, stop I'm sad
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Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 5:26 AM UTC
She's gone
I've walked away from feeling certain feelings for a long time Allowing myself to emotionally need anyone There's a good chance I'll be alone when I die if I continue to let other desires get in the way of truly loving someone
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Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 1:46 PM UTC
Ambient Music
I stay awake until 5 every morning It's an escape If I go to bed, I have to think And I've given up on living My ex weighs on my mind And then my other exes join No one will satisfy me And my vision is going bad Art won't be my living I'll have to go back to productive work I have no plan, no discipline And I'm about to **** up some relationships Everyone is sour, I believe It's the most obvious quality of mine
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Aug 4, 2017
Aug 4, 2017 at 5:50 AM UTC
Sour
You can't erase me from your past So I wonder What colors will you choose to paint the me that was
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Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 5:44 AM UTC
Colors
There are nights I do things I can do There are nights I do things I can't Tonight I did something I can't
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Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 5:29 AM UTC
Can't
I could meet a dozen girls in a night, But I couldn't connect with a one Where I once had deep desire, I now have chaos A complete inability to put forth effort Without the help of drugs A fairy tale desire to **** them all, But no internal life to manifest it I may be the coolest dude in the bar, But you might as well ignore me
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Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 4:31 AM UTC
Inability