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Has my soul woundered around in many different time lines Trying to escape a reality that I have never wanted to see. Trying to predict a future with out you. The bad descions have been coming back to bite me again. Karma has finally made it's descion to hit me. Asking my self the same questions over an over again, Drowning my self in a bottle of Scotch. Asking my self on replay Would I jump to the past to change things? Or should I stay an have another dance with the devil? BY ERS
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Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 7:32 PM UTC
Time Machine
I have violent thoughts I hate and hold grudges on you all For not acknowledging me And talking to me Like my talk is cheap But I can't let you all take control of me I can only push myself to the brink I can only break myself under pressure You are just my psychological limitation You are my negative motivation But not why I positively persevere I will not let you occupy a vacancy in my mind without paying an outrageous lease I don't want to snap Because control is the only thing i have this far And if I do I will give whoever is there everything Every sarcastic remark thrown at me Every unfair criticism Every smug remark Everything I didn't want to hear And everything they didn't deserve Beat me ****** with sticks and stones Break every bone Leave me conscious enough to tell me it's my fault Then slander what I have left as a human being What's a word without power What's an idea without a motive Watch the steps you tread The steep path can lead you to what he or she said While the truth discriminates And the reality that we all search for doesn't exist Freedom and unity can't be forced onto the same plane Those with the power to send their malicious intent You sully my docile side So when tears form my rage and release my wrath on a stubborn mule of a man By nature I didn't really want to do it Silently sobbing in the corner shackle as I have given the confession to the act I committed Emotional distraught Being taught To never point the finger Logically perplexed Watching These acts being committed It angers me So blame me
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Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 4:09 PM UTC
The blame
I have violent thoughts I hate and hold grudges on you all For not acknowledging me And talking to me Like my talk is cheap But I can't let you all take control of me I can only push myself to the brink I can only break myself under pressure You are just my psychological limitation You are my negative motivation But not why I positively persevere I will not let you occupy a vacancy in my mind without paying an outrageous lease I don't want to snap Because control is the only thing i have this far And if I do I will give whoever is there everything Every sarcastic remark thrown at me Every unfair criticism Every smug remark Everything I didn't want to hear And everything they didn't deserve Beat me ****** with sticks and stones Break every bone Leave me conscious enough to tell me it's my fault Then slander what I have left as a human being What's a word without power What's an idea without a motive Watch the steps you tread The steep path can lead you to what he or she said While the truth discriminates And the reality that we all search for doesn't exist Freedom and unity can't be forced onto the same plane Those with the power to send their malicious intent You sully my docile side So when tears form my rage and release my wrath on a stubborn mule of a man By nature I didn't really want to do it Silently sobbing in the corner shackle as I have given the confession to the act I committed Emotional distraught Being taught To never point the finger Logically perplexed Watching These acts being committed It angers me So blame me
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