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Jeremy Betts Apr 5
A brain like mine, the brain of an addict, can justify anything
Drumming up excuses that defy reasoning
Connecting dots with miles of red string
Coming to conclusions that are baffling
"The problem was this here faulty Icarus wing"
"Setting me up for failure back when I was seventeen"
Not the fact of the constant nosediving
Bracing for impact, the anticipations paralyzing
It was easier to hide it in the begining
Can't hide it now, so let's call it ageing
The lack of a fatal crash is a bit puzzling
No complaining
It's just surprising
Kinda thought I'd be death defying
'Till I became stuck in the sky flying high,
Ignoring every warning
Didn't think it possible to hit the ground running
But now I'm panicking
I didn't plan for a second half, that fact is terrifying
Far scarier than any thought of dying
I wish I was lying

©2024
Pax Mar 30
A faulty start, I lost all my stars
Personally, I became a recluse
Truly afraid to be abuse.
Envious of some solemn luck,
            In love, I am an ugly duck.
I **** in many ways,
seems no one is able to stay.
                     Its okay.
Just pretend, as you did not hear
            Do not count me, as I am not here.
   Moreover, hide as if I did not know your there.
So do not love me as if you needed me
       Just love me sincerely
       Or else better don’t
       I am better alone - anyways….
Thank you for all those who still read me. I am not as active as I used to be, to write and read, alot. Perhaps I became the star who lost all will to light up or the mandane things got me numb in many things. I am sorry for that.

this one is the continuation of the previous piece...
Jeremy Betts Jan 22
Even Doc Holliday had one friend
I don't even have one someone who'd pretend
Or one that's pretend
Maybe it's my fault, I am noticing a common thread
But what do I even matter, what does it even matter in the end?

©2024
Jeremy Betts Jan 17
From day one, from the moment I was given one, my compass has had a faulty magnet
Why was that written into my script?
And why didn't I get a say in any of it?
Shouldn't I have been given a manuscript?
Explaining, for one thing, why I have to combat life and everything that comes with it?
How would you go about it?
Can't I just shrug it off, maybe let some shiit slip?
My path doesn't always need to be backlit
Certainly not by the ember of my burnout that fell from orbit
The punishment never fit the crime but I still submit that most of the claims are, in themselves, counterfeit
But I didn't quit in a panic
Not every life is a good investment
So I made the corporate decision to forfeit
Call it an early retirement
The more fitting term is a forced exit

©2024
Apoorv Bhardwaj Feb 2019
It was nothing you ever wished,
Nothing but a sweet curve upon my face.
I lost my right to call your name,
The day I lost my grace.

You were always fair,
Far from foul.
It was I to be blamed,
I a treacherous ghoul.

It is just to blame me,
It is just to hate.
Trapped in between love and guilt,
Will you leave me to my fate ?

I have a lot to say,
Trust me it's not a bait.
But ymif you're yet not ready,
I will forever wait.

Talk to me once,
Like moon to the night.
I know it'll forever be my fault,
Will you leave me out of light ?

Will you ever forgive me ?
If I lift the blame.
If I tell you how sorry I am,
Will we ever be the same ?
Many a times we do blunders and hellish things that we cannot be forgiven. Yet whenever we utter, a forgiveness is all we crave to hear.
Meandering Mind Sep 2018
maybe math is the foundation
maybe math is essence
maybe math tells us everything

or maybe not

maybe it's a trick
or a bad logical conclusion
based on faulty logic
or wrong assumptions
or poor observations
or just ****** minds
is math universal?

or universally wrong?
Ekstyn Aug 2016
Sometimes we forget
the things we don't see.
We look at the smiles
and think it's okay...
We hear laughter,
someone's happy...
We are so painfully human
that we take things
at face value...

And we forget that
most fatal wounds
are often unseen, unvoiced.
*It's easier to be a human, more forgiving.*
One,
Two,
Three,
Four...
...Watch as sorrow filled tears fall upon the floor.

Five,
Six,
Seven,
Eight...
...Days like these you come to hate.

Nine,
Ten,
Eleven,
Twelve...
...It only gets worse the deeper I delve.

Twelve,
Eleven,
Ten,
Nine...
...It only ever feels like im the only one tryin'.

Eight,
Seven,
Six,
Five...
...Guess higher places, I need to strive.

Four.
Three.
Two,
One...
**...Forgive me if all I do is turn and run.
One. Two. Three. Four...
Guess it's time to close my door...
Elissa Gregoire Jul 2014
Too many times
I have been a
Soul of worthy
Intentions but
Faulty temper
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