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Brandon Conway Sep 2018

September 16th 2018 1:34 pm

The war started between the illegible instructions and chunks of wood. I decided to enlist, well, more like volunteered. I arrived at the camp today and met a few loose screws. They don’t have time to train us, we are being shipped out as I write this in my journal.
I hope to god I survive this thing so I can see her face at the end. She will be ecstatic to see me alive, I know she has her doubts. We can not let the engrish win.

September 16th 2018 3:17 pm

We have arrived to our camp. It’s a pigsty. Styrofoam specks cover the yard like snow and cardboard chunks are blown to bits just over the trenches. No time to settle in. Just enough to down a cup of dirt coffee before we charge in. It’s been storming all day, everything is covered in mud.

September 16th 2018 3:56 pm

Stage one has been complete. We have a wall up. This should help stabilize anything that comes after us. It was no easy task and we have been told this was the easiest part.

September 16th 2018 4:32 pm

The foundation has been completed. There were casualties. Henry, a brave man, lost a hand and had to be evacuated. We can hold them back if our aim is true. I hope there are angels watching above.

September 16th 2018 4:33 pm

There are no angels watching, only devils in the disguise of pictures with the number on the wrong side and the finished side flipped around. The foundation had to come down. Back at square one.

September 16th 2018 5:56 pm

The foundation has been rebuilt. Correctly, I hope. More men have been lost. I know this is dark, but one had a flask on his body that hasn’t been emptied. It is now emptied.

September 16th 2018 6:29 pm

The wheels have finally been installed. We are now mobile! Thank god. We can now trek over anything that gets in our way. It’s still pouring rain. I wish I could find another flask.

September 16th 2018 6:53 pm

Hooks and roll and top have all been fitted and examined over. We may have done something right for once. There’s hope that we will win this thing after all.

September 16th 2018 8:48 pm

We stumbled onto a cache of cold ones. We lost sight of our goal for a while. We are back on track marching forward.

September 16th 2018 9:17 pm

The last wooden peg has been hammered in, the last ***** has been ******* and locked. This is it, it’s finally over. We won!

September 16th 2018 9:18 pm

“It’s about time” was my only reward.

It’s ok, I came out stronger than what I was. I have scars I can tell my kids about. The blisters from using hand tools and the knowledge on how to decipher Chinese disguised as English. Useful talents I’m sure.

September 16th 2018 9:20 pm

Finishing off that cache.
Today I put together a cabinet island.
How to find an absent parent:
Step one: mention it to family,
Listen to them tell you how ****** up that person is.
The third step is: believe them.

Four: you get through your childhood and into being a teenager,
Also classified as a troubled youth,
Because, come on, no one gets to eighteen having escaped being mentally *******.

Step five, this is where it gets messy.
This day was always going to come,
It's the day you considered looking, you make a start of it too.

The sixth comes slowly,
Maybe a year later after things have finally calmed down
In this complex situation,
You get some kind of response.

Number seven, you start to question things.
Eight: now you question everything.
You officially realise almost everyone is a liar.

Nine, someone else comes along to make you confused,
You conflict yourself so much as if it's good news.
Ten is where you welcome back the mixed emotions you've had the whole way through,
Except now they're amplified by tenfold,
Have fun getting through!

Eleven: you get some answers that half work to your advantage,
Yet still tell you absolutely nothing,
And now you're back to how you felt before;
Longing for the opposite outcome;
To have someone that cares.

Step twelve is where you're at right now,
You're absolutely horrified,
Do you look once more,
Open your soul up to people,
So that they can tear it up again?
Ask if you can become their slave,
So that you get the chance to feel their mass rejection of you?

This whole way through,
You question, do you want to know who made you?
Are you really sure that you want to find out what disgusting genes exist within you?
Aria de Lima Nov 2017
She knew she wasn't supposed to fall for him
But she was never
Really
Good with following instructions
Even ones she wrote herself
She would glance at the manual
Every now and then
But always focused more of the final picture
More than anything else
bryn Apr 2017
how to write:
1. paper
2. pencil
3. write

**but how
i should be doing my work but i'm not oops
Lilly frost Dec 2016
Sometimes you just have to let go
For a second
A minute
Just one moment

There's no need to always keep busy
Boredom is just the period of adjustment towards peace

If you lay in your bed
Gently floating between the blanket and the sheet
If you lay there
Just lay there
Focusing on your toes making small mountains under the cloth
Eventually you will find yourself letting go

When a ringing begins in your ears
A gentle rhythmic hum
You are done

Or you can wait just a little longer
Till your eyes start to water
Your limbs feel heavy
Cloth like clouds on your skin

Lay there and enjoy your new acquisition of feelings
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Open your mouth wide,
Feel it in your hand.
Put it in your mouth,
And try to close your mouth.

Don't Bite, Don't spit!
Make sure the liquid is in your mouth for a while before you swallow.

Notice it slide down,
down your throat,
And feel better now that it's over.

That's the proper way to take pills!
RH 78 Feb 2015
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add
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Separate
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Her eyes will **** you
like a futuristic sound

I'm warning you
she will spin you around
and you, much like Troy
will fall to the ground

Your legs may be strong
but knees become weak
with her poison

Control is lost
Off the ground
One last look
I Love You now.
Play future sounds in the background or have live music. Think of the ones you love and sip a hot drink when preforming this poem live. Sweater and Scarf; seasonal.
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