Nomadic poet

Nomadic poet Jun 2021

Too much

I'm sorry
I have a lot of baggage
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I am confident in appearance
And I'm content with my energy
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I simply struggle with the thoughts
Of being "too much"

I like to think
I'm just "too intouch"

Nomadic poet Jun 2021

Untitled

Temporary

As everything is
  Hell always has been

A **** ton of
Would haves
could haves

          Sell outs
Has been

Hell, I say
Who gives a **** what we are anymore
I'll stay raisin my bottles until my liver gives out

Nomadic poet Jun 2021

My wish

In this life
I simply wish
Upon every dying star;
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To always stay within the classification
Of those
Who strive
,Maybe even thrive,
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To forever take my gentle time
To sniff the flowers;
Wild, self grown; any flower grown
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Even supposing our noses at blocked

Nomadic poet Jun 2021

My Serenity

These new little eyes
A brand new way to see life

Finally
a brand new way
to precieve this world

She makes magic happen

Nomadic poet Jun 2021

Spotter

I rack it up
Hype myself up in the mirror
Hearts beating out of my chest
I lay down
Place my hands just right

I'll take it all alone right
I push with everything
Its unhinged now
All in the air now

Its too much
I feel it
I ****** up
Where's my ******* spotter
My elbows are gonna buckle

I just chuckle
Sometimes I forget
You don't get one in life
Come in alone
Go out alone

Nomadic poet Jun 2021

Im home

I have a feeling I found home

And she's been with me the entire time

Not that all the clouds have cleared
But I've found sum peace in the storm.

Nomadic poet Jun 2021

Hot and cold

It's how life goes
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Salvation or damnation
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I guess I made this commitment
to my own earthly damnation
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My soul aches for Death's imperishable touch of salvation
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One or the other
Never inbetween
Isn't this how life goes
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