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Sep 2018
Take me now!
So sick of living this way,
no pleasure or purpose because happiness
isn't worth living for.

The pain of existence is too much to bear,
but I've learned to thrive.

Lost, and broken, with a decaying life.
Numb to the pain that burdens the heart,
another lifeless body in the road.

It's the fear of knowing that everything we've
become is dead and complacent.
Who can know the weight of existence?

Speak the Truth!
See through the murky lies that permeate
our predictable culture.

A sea of Apathy: moral convictions mean nothing.
It's a thick suffocating smoke filling the minds of all who
breathe it in - in the end we are left with nothing.
2018; this piece could easily fit into a spoken-word progressive metalcore composition maybe Silent Planet style with more emphasis on the wording than musical technicality. This written work came from a particularly dark place in my life earlier this year feeling lost and purposeless. I'm back on track now! As it's been said before, "If there's no meaning, there'll be no inspiration" (~ABR)  and:
“Sunny days wouldn't be special if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy, ‘cause life is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally and emotionally scarred" (~50 Cent)
JRL
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JRL  25/M/Murfreesboro
(25/M/Murfreesboro)   
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