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#losingcontrol
In my mind, There lives two wolves. Two distinct voices. Each telling me to make different choices. How am I supposed to know which one to pick? Quite honestly, the stress of it all is making me sick. Is the right answer instilled in us? In our heart and in our brain? Or maybe two voices is all it will take to drive someone like me insane.
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Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 1:53 PM UTC
Insanity.
In all honesty, there are always going to be people you can't stand. Like the teachers you hate, or political leaders, or just stupid people. But I might as well stop myself from talking about it before getting carried away. I don't always feel my voice is very subtle, I'm told I'm a very loud person. And that's only true when I want it to be. I kind of just hate money... and politics, and people, and anything and everything that makes me live up to world standards. I've got an anger problem, I dream about getting into fights and then I imagine winning and suddenly everybody thinks I'm dangerous. I should probably tell my sister I love her, but if I'm being honest, I have to tell my other sister I hate her. I don't know how smart I'm supposed to be, or if I should act like I don't care anymore. If I could shoot up a building, I think I would. Not because I want to. But because I --- ... Nobody ever told me how to put an end to this...
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Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 1:33 AM UTC
I Got Carried Away...
Losing control of the brighter things that sit and smirk at me as the twilight immerses itself in the faint glimmers of reality. Hold that fractured frigid shock to myself so tight it breaks and shatters vomiting sterilized pom poms laced with chocolate sticky kisses. Struck me, Lick me, Luck my humble circumstances as they dance on the roof of my mouth chilly strange deadly turns to muck in the shmuck at the corner of my brain. In one moment I’m there the next, I’m insane. Minutes switch by slowly as the natural drugs kick in enlightening my sense of well-ebbing stretches into a glass of string.
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 11:19 PM UTC
Dubious & Wilted
Water. Needed to survive. Powerful enough to drown. It can both quench & choke. Often we suppress it in a comforting 16oz glass. But sometimes, Sometimes we find ourselves gasping to be released from the very thing that sustains us. There's a certain irony to that. To life. Our control seeps out between our tight grasp like condensation; rings of unease stain our previously unmarred reality. As if we have a hope of subduing something so elusive...
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Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 11:54 PM UTC
Adrift At Sea 2/5/16
Walking through the halls in my mind Lost and almost out of time I'm own my own I walk these halls alone I hear the screams echo off the walls I hate these ******* halls Walking through the broken glass Made from a shattered past Lost and on my own I walk these halls alone Theres writing on these walls I can hear their calls Words I cant comprehend Oh why wont this end Searching for a way to escape my cell Why cant I leave this hell A hundred people live in these halls Yet im alone despite them all There trying to take control I wont let them steal my soul Lost and on my own I wander these halls alone Bound in chain Locked away inside my own brain I cant save myself But I have no one else My blood begins to freeze I wish someone would cure my disease Its getting hard to talk I'm losing my ability to walk Lost and on my own I wish I didn't walk these halls alone
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 8:20 PM UTC
Halls
What to do with a mind you can not control A mind that thinks of things you wished it didn't behaves a way that isn't you Split or multiple but their is certainly more than one personality residing in this mind Scares me with the images, with the dreams I'm losing control over something that belongs to me I'm losing me   So far no voices but the images I see the way it controls my every move I can not help it but I'm losing control It scares me that I can not keep control of something that is so capable of beauty love compassion friendship peace It scares me that I am losing everything that makes me, me My mind is something I can not control
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Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 7:59 PM UTC
Can not control