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#shutting
dead end dreams hard to shake off come around and come around again taking up valuable space and the time they take slamming doors shut can take a lifetime.
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Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 10:47 AM UTC
slamming doors shut
I am told to speak up, Then to shut up by the same people. Alone, I'm in this big tub, Water filling it up until I get crushed by the pressure. The people talk continuously. I wonder where they got that confidence from. Because I can do neither, Maybe because I was taught that when I was a kid, in my own little "home".
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Dec 24, 2025
Dec 24, 2025 at 3:07 PM UTC
PEOPLE ******* SPEAK
The silence in my mind grows ever louder It feels like an ever-growing tide, slowly eroading away at me My memories, my light, my hope, my soul Are slowly being drowned out by the silence I cry out, "My friend,   why is it you overrule me? Turning rest into emptiness,   solace into isolation." It answered: "Fool! You wanted to be everything, so now you are nothing." And I, who gave up myself   to be everything they needed,   can only listen as Silence speaks for me
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Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 12:12 PM UTC
Shutting down
Laying here, 5:08, I can't believe it's so late. On my phone, Once again, I can't believe this might end. My life is in pieces, I'm spiraling, Attempting to create, Something inspiring. But how can I focus when I can barely breathe. My eyes slowly shutting, I haven't brushed my teeth. So I stand up and go. No sleep for me. Soon I find that it's 8, and my day has begun.
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May 24, 2020
May 24, 2020 at 8:16 AM UTC
can't sleep
i'm drowning in my own thoughts no one can hear me screaming silently i'm trapped inside with no way to the surface my whole body feels as heavy as the whole world why did i shut down? i don't want this anymore i don't want to live like this with my chest feeling so heavy with my breath being not steady
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Jan 9, 2020
Jan 9, 2020 at 3:22 PM UTC
shutting down
*Shutting idea? Mystery it may seem for how long will it dim? May be, until we find something more to it to rekindle out of spring! With all the insight I find no way out to become whole so soon but to wait for the blue moon to shine upon 'us' to find 'us' to bloom.. There's no plan should I wait or leave? The quest continues.. Are we not worth being together?                                 finding                                                    &                                                                      fixing me                 &                              you                                                           piece                                                                              by                                                                                                piece... Solving                          the                                                 puzzle to make 'us' whole        on                      the                                     way                                                       back                                                                      to                                                                                    our                                                                                                              home.....*
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May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 6:16 PM UTC
Shutting Idea - II
*Shutting idea? Mystery it may seem for how long will it dim? May be, until we find something more to it to rekindle out of spring! With all the insight I find no way out to become whole so soon but to wait for the blue moon to shine upon 'us' to find 'us' to bloom.. There's no plan should I wait or leave? The quest continues.. Are we not worth being together?                                 finding                                                    &                                                                      fixing me                 &                              you                                                           piece                                                                              by                                                                                                piece... Solving                          the                                                 puzzle to make 'us' whole        on                      the                                     way                                                       back                                                                      to                                                                                    our                                                                                                              home.....*
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No matter how much you deny, A lot of people don't know, What really does go, On in your mysterious mind; They say you're ordinary, Sweet, simple and soft; But I know you better, You're enigmatic and a hopeless fool; I see right through you, I see right past your innocent smile, I see right past your sweet voice, I see that you're a lonesome being with no choice; To you, trust is a treasure, Which has no measure; To you, trust is a luxury, That you cannot afford to lose; You have a biased view, About this world; You think everyone is waiting, To hurt you real bad; You think the world wants, You to fall deep into a bottomless pit, You think they'd love to see, The light in your eyes unlit; According to you, Sharing your secret, Is like giving away, Your credit card; You may be a strong person, But right now, You're cautious, fearful and downright scared, You're scratched, bruised and disfiguring-ly scarred; You'd rather ****** your own family, Than share your deepest thoughts, You'd rather become a detached, holy saint, Than give anybody the access to your heart; To you, trust is a treasure, Which has no measure; To you, trust is a luxury, That you cannot afford to lose; But my dear, don't you see, That you're a trapped bird, Locked in a golden cage Totally not free; But my dear, don't you know, That we, your people, aren't your real foes; Your real nemesis, my dear, Is you; At first, your thoughts may seem mild, But after a while, They'll start running wild, Staining, tainting and darkening your pure, pure soul; Your poisonous thoughts will, Take away the goodness of your heart, Take away the humanity within you, And carefully replace it with - Fiery, scalding, burning anger, Cold, grudging bitterness, And a deep, carnivorous hunger, To annihilate the ones who love you; So, stop being so mistrustful, Open out your heart Slowly at first, Then all at once; Do not fear being backstabbed, Because no matter what, There shall always be people, Who will be there for you; Do not fear getting heartbroken, Because, my friend, you're so strong, And there are thousands of others, Who'd help you mend your heart; Do not fear everybody, There might be ten people, Who might hurt you, But a thousand more who love you; Contrary to what you think, Pushing away the world, Will make you sadder, Not safer;
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 9:02 AM UTC
Trust
No matter how much you deny, A lot of people don't know, What really does go, On in your mysterious mind; They say you're ordinary, Sweet, simple and soft; But I know you better, You're enigmatic and a hopeless fool; I see right through you, I see right past your innocent smile, I see right past your sweet voice, I see that you're a lonesome being with no choice; To you, trust is a treasure, Which has no measure; To you, trust is a luxury, That you cannot afford to lose; You have a biased view, About this world; You think everyone is waiting, To hurt you real bad; You think the world wants, You to fall deep into a bottomless pit, You think they'd love to see, The light in your eyes unlit; According to you, Sharing your secret, Is like giving away, Your credit card; You may be a strong person, But right now, You're cautious, fearful and downright scared, You're scratched, bruised and disfiguring-ly scarred; You'd rather ****** your own family, Than share your deepest thoughts, You'd rather become a detached, holy saint, Than give anybody the access to your heart; To you, trust is a treasure, Which has no measure; To you, trust is a luxury, That you cannot afford to lose; But my dear, don't you see, That you're a trapped bird, Locked in a golden cage Totally not free; But my dear, don't you know, That we, your people, aren't your real foes; Your real nemesis, my dear, Is you; At first, your thoughts may seem mild, But after a while, They'll start running wild, Staining, tainting and darkening your pure, pure soul; Your poisonous thoughts will, Take away the goodness of your heart, Take away the humanity within you, And carefully replace it with - Fiery, scalding, burning anger, Cold, grudging bitterness, And a deep, carnivorous hunger, To annihilate the ones who love you; So, stop being so mistrustful, Open out your heart Slowly at first, Then all at once; Do not fear being backstabbed, Because no matter what, There shall always be people, Who will be there for you; Do not fear getting heartbroken, Because, my friend, you're so strong, And there are thousands of others, Who'd help you mend your heart; Do not fear everybody, There might be ten people, Who might hurt you, But a thousand more who love you; Contrary to what you think, Pushing away the world, Will make you sadder, Not safer;
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Being who he is it came as no surprise that he could not be anything else but alone Shutting every door until nothing but the looming shadows from the drapery remained Four walls were needed Four walls and no doors Nothing that could be opened or brought inside to share the space and it was always my place to stand patiently waiting for a welcome that never comes
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 3:53 PM UTC
Inside Out
I know I always do it; I shove people away. I bury myself alone to protect them because I do not want them to hurt by revealing my own pain. It has come to the point where I am so concerned, so fearful, at the prospect of being a burden that I am blind to a crucial fact; the most painful thing I have ever endured was my best friend pushing me aside and shoving me away, because she thought she weighed me down. And now I am realizing solitary silence and defensive deceit cause more agony to a friend than any volcanic mountain range of searing, fiery truths could ever reap.
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Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 4:56 PM UTC
"Hey, don't shut me out. I'm here for you, okay?"