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Yea...
.   listen....
.       i never had a decent position in witch to breath in.
got the genes of heathens deeply in seeded.
A product of underage teens breedin.
mother was a young fiend, decided to leave cuz she could see my understanding.
Father fled before he ever meet his son
who grew up thinkin he didint have one
a young boy yearned for affection but found addiction
An affliction given by wrongly driven individuals given a child to keep innocent
Wanted me to sleep and didint think of  the consequences
an only child grew up isolated from friends
Had a cousin he he loved but wasent allowed around enough because he knew to much.
knew more than they thought cuz early on he was taught the rules on keepin your mouth shut.

Its kinda like, how is this alright
It could be described as just bein life
Sad as it is same thing goes for alot of kids
could blame the parents but neglect breeds patients And exposure leads the mind to act older.

never pitty yourself for the lack of a shoulder
Grow your mind stronger and take bein pushed aside as a time to grow older
Don't live with regret even if you didint cause it  
Every moment you live is then reason to know you came to earth independent......

Be proud to grow up with out
ain't a reason to shout but when make it at least you know you didint cop out
and the world can't take **** away cuz everything you have today you built from the ground with bare hand and past full of white sound
 Aug 2016 LostInDreamsJW
Pax
bird
 Aug 2016 LostInDreamsJW
Pax
I was the bird in a cage
who never got to fly freely,
too domesticated to even
fly away
on its own.
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 Aug 2016 LostInDreamsJW
ryn
Blame
 Aug 2016 LostInDreamsJW
ryn
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•point                                   
our fing-                                 
ers to the                                 
nearest a-                                 
vailable s-                                 
uckers• to                                 
take respo-                                 
nsibility  a-                                 
nd be  acco-                                 
untable....no                                 
one really bothers•we                  
do it so well unlike any other•al-
     most a skill that never gets duller•**** hits
the fan, we all look for someone to blame•it's a
hapless situation when we partake in such a ga-
  me•it's become a norm that simply never ends •
it's a nasty situation that makes enemies out of f-
riends•i look at myself and realise that i am no
   different•for i too, have my finger pointed si-
   lent•i too, have erred...warranting reproach
•milling over transgressions my words
dare not broach•sigh...why is it so
that such a habit we can never
sever•think no further...let's
just blame it on......................



human nature•

.
 Aug 2016 LostInDreamsJW
ryn
Neglect
 Aug 2016 LostInDreamsJW
ryn
Like the tiniest of pebbles,
ignored by the cool fingers of the laughing brook.

Like the obscure cave...
So inaccessible that it never sees the light of day.

Like the move easily dismissed.
When the queen overshadowed the rook.

Like the kite that spiralled downward.
When its string snapped and wind refused to play.

Like the pothole that tripped,
simply because indifferent feet would only overlook.

Like an idea that never sees fruition,
when open minds are scarce and clenched fists scream nay.

Like hidden reasons that remains unseen.
When we judge by the actions we conveniently mistook.

Like consequential words whispered under my breath.
They bear much weight...
But I'm too afraid to say.
 Aug 2016 LostInDreamsJW
JAI
in case you change your mind
you realized you love me
you wanted us back,

please don't.
how do you hurt yourself even more 101
i have this dream,
not a soul was *****
and women singing happily from the bodies of men
men singing beautifully from the bodies of women!

Not a Voice was Cut Short
By an Untimely Death
All that Need be Said
was Said.

and the devil burned out,
while gods still bled
we tried to make sure
every Family was fed
and the governments governed
and all the businesses
minded their business
they disarmed themselves
with their hands, still red.

cattle-less pews,
channel-less news
warless economies
Muslim or Jew

no extra fuss
no cannibal interest
just trying to figure a living together.
just trying to prevent such conflicts together.

just alright,
you know what
this is a serious endeavor!

let's at least make this
a little bit better.
It's said that there are many fish in the sea
But to me
You were the ocean
So blue and yet so unclear
Engulfing me in your waters until I dissappeared
Into the unknown

I dove headfirst into the abyss
As I watched the waters turn a darker shade of blue
Descending deeper into a world that was all too new
I headed straight down

1000...
2000...
3000 meters
Until I finally reached the bottom and saw your darkest regions
The place where no sunlight ever dared enter
And you introduced me to the ghastly creatures that called your sea bed home

I spent so much time absorbed that I didn't even notice that I was running out of air
That I was already suffocating
So I came out flailing with exhausted lungs
Sputtering water and gasping to breathe
Yet even as I lay there on the surface
Unconsciously drifting away
Your relentless waves crashed over me and dragged me back in a maddening cycle

But I let it all happened

Because I chose to test your waters
I took on the challenges of braving the currents
The challenges of loving you
And even though your tides took me to places I didn't want to go and your waves relentlessly toppled over me

I never held it against you

Because every night, when the tides stood still and your waves calmed down
I looked at you in admiration and saw how you reflected the stars in the night sky
How they glimmered on your skin
And shined with so much hope
Radiated so much wonder
Mesmerized with such beauty
I was enthralled

But it's sad to think that a man can only last so long in the sea
That over time, the water turns his hands wrinkled
His body fatiguged
His feet sore from trying so hard to stay afloat
That eventually, he must swim back to the shore

And eventually lose sight of the ocean

It's been a while since I've been out of your waters
I don't know when I'll regain the strength to jump back in
But know that I'll be stronger next time

Your waters have made me more resilient
And at least I have that to thank you for
Thank you darling. Regardless of what happpened, I am grateful that you gave me a chance to love you
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