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Q Sep 2018
Tell me there's more than this
Because god I feel so stuck now.
The stars are bright
Then they dim in the night
Gift me with those eyes
Eyes that seek a purpose.
Life shouldn't be being stuck
In the frames of decisions and consciousness.
This isn't it. This isn't what I wanted.
Let me choose my own heaven and hell.
Let me dig my own grave.
Because these ruts and paths to nowhere are all I got.
And is nothing all it's chalked up to be?
You got me wondering
These nights where I stay in the hidden place.
Or those days infinity found us.
Just remember those days you say.
The truth is I can't remember one particular thing about them.
Try to grasp onto any fleeting feelings.
I'm trying to catch a ghost.
Let these feelings wash over me.
Let me bask in my glory
Or frown in my unhappiness
And yet I silently scream.
Unable to express what I feel
Because the people who need to hear are deaf to me
And try as I might nothing can change a heart that's set in stone
Q Jun 2018
Maybe it's where my head's at
But I've been interpreting things weird.
Things are not as they seem.
The thoughts reappear and disappear
Not at will
Not at will
What does that mean?

My head's not where it's at
It's drowning in strange thoughts
Drowning drowning
Draining
then down the rabbit hole
We fall
Q Jun 2018
Dear Damien,
It's been awhile since we met
I'd like to ask how you've been
But all I get is the empty silence
And the stillness of your heart.
I thought we could reconnect
But time is so cruel.
Where have you gone?

We used to play in the summers
Then in the fall of seventeen
Something changed us that would never be the same
We fell apart we broke apart
And even though we're 28
we feel the loss every day.
Dearest Damien
Where have you gone?

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