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Nate Helwig Sep 2020
I’m Sad
Excellence, so promising, right within reach,
Oh-so beyond comprehension, a few feet.
It’s sad
Prudently bliss, the metaphysically amiss.
Emotionally pithed, although hard to admit.
Sad
Tho none who can deceive show the opposite side of me, instead,
Me, who can deceive, show the opposite to none and only to me.
"let's examine these words."
yes- let's lay them on a table,
cut them open and diagnose nothing.
autopsying when you know that
there's nothing to find
Nate Helwig Mar 2020
Who are you
so wise in the ways of silence
to shadow an entropic existence.
Nate Helwig Mar 2020
As I walk down this corridor,

The walls melt with my sins.

For what I thought was right, was actually wrong.

The foundation that had been built below has now risen above,

Meant to crush its very creator.

As I walk down this corridor, the world dissipates.

Leaving me, a lone soul among the vast, set ajar with the flavors of love lingering behind.

Life is an act of infidelity, shadowed by blurred commitment.

For when we arise, we are void of the responsibilities.

But taken from the very purpose of life, which is to be responsible for living.
What is the true purpose of love?
Nate Helwig Jul 2019
If you could see your whole life from start to finish, would you change things?
Do we start out pure of heart?
Are we a combination of two, or a whole?
Two seconds is all it takes for life to happen.
Two seconds is all it takes to say, “I love you.”
Even though love is timeless.
That is to say, love is without limit.

They say language changes your thought processes.
But the process of loving takes time.
Yet, love does not need to process.
Love is love.
This is as true as one is equal to one.
This is as true as a human is equal to human.
Person to Person,
Nate to blank.
Which isn’t true at all.
But neither is a mirror.

Even if time passes, and we grow up.
Even if they pass, we grow up.
Even when they pass, we grow up.
Does the time we spend with each other dissolve?
We spend our whole lives worrying about the pathway to the future.
But all there will ever be are decisions being made in the moment that are made out of love, or fear.
We have had our heads tilted to the stars our whole life.
Look down,
Here.
Nate Helwig Feb 2019
Who would have thought this to be?
Life ceased by thee’ who subdues me.
Dark, stormy eyes match dark, stormy skies.
Foggy with power is he who will be devoured.
Old man Lucifer lays his breath upon thee.
Founding the cause of this illusion.
His superficial need to deliver the rebellion to the great communion.
The ultimate union.
Drink my blood, said he. How grotesque.
Omniscient in words, powerless embodying the world.
Exchange his light for careless might.
It will be forthright, black and white.
No longer will you see your majesty upon his steed.
But a ruler, plump with glutinous greed.
Seven times rolled over.
Mystery tangled with misery.
Laying the foundation of gates, the reality of fate.  
Christianity, born of insanity.
Follow his plan.
Or die, lying in exodus.
It’s time to exit, thus, jump.
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Nate Helwig Dec 2018
I wake each morning with you on my mind.
A brand, burned, molded by my stupid lies.
My marked inadequacies I cover with ashes.
With hope to drown out the everlasting.


I walked around, blind, unable to see.
That she, she made me.
She echoes throughout my mind.
She is Gracious, one of a kind.
Like a Forest Green with abundant life.
She was undeserving of the burning, the strife.
She was what made life seem, alright.


A man once said,
The Price is what you pay.
The Value is what you get.
That today is a gift.
and tomorrow, a mystery.

Yet, somehow, our past, our history.
It gets to me, my unforeseen misery.
A cascade of my preaching.
Oh how i miss teaching.
Silly me.
Why couldn't i see.
She was the one, for me.
Oh silly me.
Waltzing to my own beat.


She went bye, one... two... three...
Dancing with glee.
Boiling with passion.
From dawn of light she drinks, with delight.
Sharing the sunlight,
From Sunrize, To night.
The Tea to my Longevity.
Sorry i left what could have been right.
For i am the one, dancing on my own.
I wake up each morning, her burning in my mind.
I will one day show this to her.
One day.
Her name will remain mystery.
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