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Ronney May 2016
Mouths filled to the brim

With sugar filled words

Promises of the things we

Should've

would've

And

could've

Done

Only when the time comes

For old promises to be called on

they vanish, Into the air

As does the value

In what you say

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Your word is only worth how much of it you keep

If you make a promise keep it
  May 2016 Ronney
Brent Kincaid
I’ve been losing sleep,
The pain runs too deep.
Wind whistles through the trees
And it blows right through me.
It’s like I am human sieve
Who has given all he can give.
I surrendered my physicality
And am battered by reality.

I’m over playing silly games
Of guessing people’s names
And hoping they really are
Who they claim they are.
Now I prefer to stay alone
Not waiting here for the phone
Or visitors at my front door.
I’m not into that any more.

Feeling I am invisible
Can become invincible
A force that slams the gate
On any successful fate
Making a hash of all tomorrows;
A progression of personal sorrows.
I need to do something different.
I need to stop being indifferent.

I’ll stop playing supporting roles
In matters that can heal my soul.
I will say yes to a future me
That can exist without tragedy,
Self-ridicule and poisonous doubt.
I’m not sure how, but I will find out
And make for myself a new way
To fill the empty space every day.
Ronney May 2016
His sharp words

We're like sparks

Fuel to a torrent of anger

Enough to build a flame

That grew into a raging fire

That was quick to spread

Doming all within its path

Destroying the one at the very core of the fire

Then came the tears in the form of rain

Flooding the earth reducing the fire

To mere flames easily extinguishable

Sparks no longer able to reignite again

All there was to see was the last dying flame

Leaving behind a trail of pain
Ronney May 2016
Either

you're going fast to nowhere

Or**

going Slowly to somewhere

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~ why do we rush through life?

~ why not just take it slow and enjoy the scenery?

~ the destination is always there but you must decide how to get there
Ronney May 2016
As daylight thins

As the night closes in

People retreat into homes

Feeling the protests of aching bones

Voices whisper in hushed tones

Laying down our heads

Putting our bodies to rest

Slowing down of breath

Calm beating chest

Sleep soon follows in step
~ when your tired and burned out you know it's time for a rest/break/sleep

~ point being don't overwork yourself you know when it's time for a break and so does your body take the hints and feel rejuvenated after a good nights rest

~ lol sorry but you could probably tell I'm really sleepy now
Ronney May 2016
Sometimes*

one can't provide reasoning

But seeks understanding

In difficult circumstances
~~~~~~~
~ when we don't understand we demand answers for our own clarity

Answers can't always be given so we must understand to the best of our abilities and learn to be content
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