timothy-michael-jacobs - Hello Poetry

Lost in my mind. Only way life seems real. It's so hard being tough when tough is all you've ever been. No excuses. I played my hands like **** But as long as I'm at the table imma try my best to win. Life's hard for everyone. No one escapes that truth. But for some the scars are so deep they penetrate straight through. Silent tongues hold back tidal waves of feelings *No lifeguard. Afraid they'll never be treated fairly and true. Lost in my mind. Only way life seems real.u

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Nov 21, 2017

Nov 21, 2017 at 1:51 AM UTC

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Lost in my mind. Only way life seems real. It's so hard being tough when tough is all you've ever been. No excuses. I played my hands like **** But as long as I'm at the table imma try my best to win. Life's hard for everyone. No one escapes that truth. But for some the scars are so deep they penetrate straight through. Silent tongues hold back tidal waves of feelings *No lifeguard. Afraid they'll never be treated fairly and true. Lost in my mind. Only way life seems real.u

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Death isn't cold. They lied. Death is the one time that people truly celebrate you. The one time that people shed tears as they run the memory gauntlet that is You. Death isn't empty. They fled. Death is the portal between this existence and the celestial playground. Run, jump, play... Death isn't hard. They miscalculated. Death is the easiest thing you will ever do. Though the path may be long and hard, the end will prove effortless. Death isn't final. They erred. From the grips of death comes the renewal of souls. Focus becomes clear, truth becomes real, death becomes life. Death isn't death.

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Jul 12, 2014

Jul 12, 2014 at 8:31 PM UTC

Death slain.

Death isn't cold. They lied. Death is the one time that people truly celebrate you. The one time that people shed tears as they run the memory gauntlet that is You. Death isn't empty. They fled. Death is the portal between this existence and the celestial playground. Run, jump, play... Death isn't hard. They miscalculated. Death is the easiest thing you will ever do. Though the path may be long and hard, the end will prove effortless. Death isn't final. They erred. From the grips of death comes the renewal of souls. Focus becomes clear, truth becomes real, death becomes life. Death isn't death.

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She is not perfect, nor even very close. But what she is for me is perfection, a shadow isn't as close. She is not my savior, as The Christ already has that role. But she is my salvation, the liberator of my soul. She is not my property or even my right. But she is everything I have far beyond sight. She is my Jaime!!!

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Jul 10, 2014

Jul 10, 2014 at 9:44 AM UTC

Jaime!!!

She is not perfect, nor even very close. But what she is for me is perfection, a shadow isn't as close. She is not my savior, as The Christ already has that role. But she is my salvation, the liberator of my soul. She is not my property or even my right. But she is everything I have far beyond sight. She is my Jaime!!!

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An ocean. A body of water, a body of movement, a body of what? A heart. A chamber of love, a chamber of hope, a chamber of what? A mind. A place of thought, a place of reflection, a place of what? A question? A way to look?, a way to find?, a way to what!

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Jul 9, 2014

Jul 9, 2014 at 12:12 PM UTC

*What?*

An ocean. A body of water, a body of movement, a body of what? A heart. A chamber of love, a chamber of hope, a chamber of what? A mind. A place of thought, a place of reflection, a place of what? A question? A way to look?, a way to find?, a way to what!

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When the day finally comes that I no longer care, I will no longer care that I no longer care.

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Jul 8, 2014

Jul 8, 2014 at 11:53 AM UTC

No longer care