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  Jan 2018 Morning
Raven
They say “I love you,”
They say “I care,”
“I’ll never leave you
I promise, I swear.”
But time passes
And promises fade,
The love is lost
You’ve been betrayed,
They left, they’re gone
Just memories remain
Playing on repeat,
Can’t ease this pain.
Fell for the soulless,
The one with no heart,
The devil was once an angel
And heaven and hell aren’t far apart.
Morning Jan 2018
You remember that one time... You remember? When you were alone in that one place, with that little bottle,
it was half full. You remember?
I was there as you cried alone in that dark room whispering, "You have no meaning here in this life".
One By One they entered you but if you truly wanted to die, you would have taken a hand full.  
You remember.
And as much as I hate you, I don't really want to see you go. Our life is fun sometimes, don't you know.
So once again,
I save us...

Yes, I know you really want to go but if there is a GOD, she'll see your pain and take you home.
  Jan 2018 Morning
Fox Friend
I live to be noticed by you.
But you never notice.
And you never will.
So now I must find a new purpose.
But I'd much rather just not live.
Morning Dec 2017
There is no sympathy in this world.

           Not a care for that little girl.
     Don't get stuck
     Do not ask for help,
                   For they will look down on you.
      You will be left on the shelf.
    

Get back in the game
    Do what you must
Be like me and pick yourself up
    Heal those scars
           Tape them up
    Forget their names  
           And the pain it brings up,
    It doesn't matter how
             Just get back in the game,

There is no sympathy in this world.

                       Fixed.



             Bullet to the brain.
Having sympathy for yourself and allowing yourself to heal, at your own rate, is very important to some of us.
Morning Dec 2017
~~~Excuses of a different kind~~~

"I have a story to tell ...
              But they probably already know it.
                                We have all been through hell." -

"Open your mouth and just let it out...
              But it's in the past.
                                I'm ok now?" -

"Just say it and lift this burden, let me free...
              But I would if I could.
                                It's you and not me." -
We all have some kind of internal monologue.
Morning Dec 2017
The pain will never go away
Like raindrops on my cheeks
Flash flood, into a raging river
Rushing off my face; Waterfall,
A grief-stricken cascade
The pain will never go away
Weak with ailing vertigo
Swaying back and forth
Only to be stationary; Rotting,
A slow and steady decay
The pain will never go away
Raging war, of the internal kind
Dolefulness claims it's crown
Contentment held captive
Like the Seventh Crusade
The pain will never go away
No light insight, Deep in the woods
Like the blackness
On a new moon night; Cold
One degree centigrade
The pain will never go away
Hollowed, repleted with agony
Gray, A bleakness
Never truly described; This
The obscureness of dolor's grenade
It will never go away
Episodes of depression
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