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Tim Apr 2022
I hope you know
I wasn’t searching for compliance
I wanted reliance
An alliance
Between us
We’d defend ourselves
From our heartbreak
And mend ourselves
Till our hearts didn’t ache
But there was a betrayal
You held a coup
I was a one man strong army
Against your motley crew
It left me done for through and through
All I had was a single after thought
As I bled out staring at the sparkling stars
**** I really wish that I hadn’t loved you.
Sometimes it hurts to see those you thought cared about you go, but it is best to make sure that they in fact do,” go.
Tim Mar 2020
Existence is conflict in itself
If one were to only ever flow down the river called life then one would not exist. Everything that is existing in this moment is like a fish swimming upstream. Without conflict life is boring and purposeless so enjoy the problems in your life. Or not, that would ruin the entire part of it being a problem. Just know it’s opposite existence enhances your life in a way that brings meaning to your otherwise despondent life. We should not exist without conflict and I doubt we could. Because by law of existence everything has a problem, opposite, or/and a conflict bounding them to reality.
Having said that, it would be a great honor to be your problem.
You ***** *** *****.
Love,
Your Problem
Tim Aug 2020
The moment has come
Don’t look away
Your inner feelings may sway,
But
The decision is now
And the future is behind you
Don’t be afraid
You’ve got the power
This isn’t your final hour
Do what you desire
With a heart of fire
And burn the night away
You’re the crux of your own life don’t let anyone make you think otherwise
Tim Aug 2020
A new horizon brings new hope;
Hope seekers gather here
Treasure and Riches is what they hear;
Kings proclaim an ant is an elephant
Creating conflict all anew;
When you gather at the horizon in search of hope
In its stead, the church chimes ring red;

They come for the gold
And leave to the rich man below
Despair is all they know;
Hope is on the Horizon for new adventurers to seek
Hand in hand the cycle repeats

Hope brought up
So it can crash down;
Leaving nothing left
Not even the crown;

Pandora’s Box foretells
Do not trust it
A wolf in sheep's clothing;
Hope
Masked despair;
A new horizon brings new hope;
Beware;
I wrote this awhile ago but I wanna publish it cause why not
Tim Feb 2018
Looking across the battlefield;
One Brave Soldier
One Cowardly Refugee;
Both understand
Their means of doing are different
Even so
Death ensues;
One Brave Soldier
One Cowardly Refugee;
Both understand
War is only a means of death
Even so
They can't seem to see;
They can't look past
Their own-
-Noses;
Death ensues;
Tim Aug 2020
I understand your emotions
I use them like a premotion
Like a foretelling
A chance for me to hop at
A plan for me to utilize
I understand your emotions
I abuse them before you realize
I’m nothing special

I can’t understand myself
I’m empathetic yet I can’t put myself in my own shoes.
Given a decision I don’t know what I’ll do.
I’m driven yet not
I’m a perfectionist surrounded by his own imperfection
I’m struggling but I’m not
The list goes beyond my conception
My brain is a labyrinth created
For my protection

I’m empathetic but not sympathetic
I care but only materially
I can only think pragmatically
Perhaps I’m not a person
But instead something dead
I’m tired. But I felt like writing so I did.
Tim Dec 2023
Tired of talking we started walking
uphill flocking toward something mocking
our way of making something
grander than the grandeur they've been living

We can't hear it; that's enough words from them
bring the pigs their trough
Fill 'em till they're dead that's fair 'nough;
Tim Mar 2022
Boo!
I’m a ghost.
You see right though me
But maybe,
If I yell loud enough
You might hear me
Boo!
I’m a ghost.
I may be dead to you
But you’re wrong
I am alive too.
Boo!
I’m a ghost.
Don’t worry I won’t haunt you.
Though,
Hopefully I’m not a bother;
If I stay a night longer.
Boo!
Oh wait!
I’m not a ghost.
Tim Mar 2020
An eye for an eye may leave the whole world blind, but at least that ****** is blind too.
I’m Tim and I am tired
Tim Mar 2022
Love is not an emotion
It is every emotion;
It is the course they take
And the actions they make

Love is a reaction
A realization;
That you want
You have
And will keep

Love is all    about you
At times you doubt you have it
sit down then look around;
It’s all about you
Trust me it’s
love
Tim Jan 2022
Sit and take it
You're a loser no need to fake it
Deep down in a pit
Wallowing in you're poor thoughts
Such a pity

You ought to just stop your climb
No one will be listening
No one will  be believing;
you'll see then
when all the tricks are out of your sleeve
and you fall to the ground
It's as impossible
as you are incapable
give up without a sound

The signals have been sent
its time to surrender
You've considered all the angles
You've bent every bone outta place
Don't be a pretender

Just give up.
Sit and take it.
You're a loser no need to fake it.
Deep down in that pit;

It's peculiar
It would seem the loser
that had seemed so far
is now higher
than ever before
Falling down is a chance to climb again. Don't give up. I believe in you wholeheartedly.
Tim Mar 2020
The frequency at which life produces
Is much to high
It often reduces
The great to nigh
We can’t keep up anymore
So we go to the store
Analyze what people decide to afford
And steal until there is nothing more
Our creative process
Is diverted
Into something of a recess
And inverted
We are looking for easy access
To that which we have interpreted
To be success

From me to you
And you to me
Please just you do you
And not me
Or someone not you
And I’ll be me, hopefully
So we can can go back to how it was
Originally
No more stupid laws
No more stupid genres
No more stupid constraints

Creativity is anarchy;
Please don’t try to change that
I know we can all can think
Originally
Tim Mar 2020
When life is right
And you behold their sight
You think just might
Be my new shining light

That thinking won’t last for long
Because it is certainly wrong
It’s a sirens song

One is not singular
Everyone is like snakes are
Something modular

This is scary
So do not tarry
When finding someone complimentary
And if you are to marry
Know that it is necessary
To understand their itinerary

Protect their light
But see their darkness
Help them in their fight
Because you and them share a likeness

Don’t fear the dark
It’s part of the spark

People are not one thing
your mind will be in a pink spring
So remember to bring
Something to fight that veiling
Which is so blinding
Eyes half opened never see everything but somethings are hard to see. Sometimes eyes half opened are best.
Tim Mar 2020
My heart is vibrant
My brain is despondent
Both should just relent
I need a compromise
I need to realize
This is surreal to me
And she just can’t see
My heart is vibrant
My brain...
Doubts plague my thoughts
Doubts of a something my past self sought
Now it is something wrought
It’s my mistake
But maybe she can’t handle the heartbreak!
Maybe...
My heart is not so vibrant
My brain, the same
Maybe...
I am to blame
For this short bout
I feel the shame
For I am a lout!
Forgive me now,
I don’t love you
But I can’t explain how
Hopefully I can
Soon
Tim Nov 2021
Trying to think only of myself
But you’re a part of me;
apart from me
Tim Mar 2020
Talking empty words
Speaking to appease
Like life is some sort of show
Why isn’t this heresy?
Can’t we speak freely?
Ill have you know
Your thoughts
Are much better than something not.
When did the words lose their respect?
why do we have to fret
To speak our own
Words?
Sincerely,
The boy who regularly does not
Speaking in depth is repressed
Tim Feb 2018
A new horizon brings new hope;
Hope seekers gather here
Treasure and Riches is what they hear;
Kings proclaim an ant is an elephant
Creating conflict all anew;
When you gather at the horizon in search of hope
In its stead, the church chimes ring red;

They come for the gold
And leave to the rich man below
Despair is all they know;
Hope is on the Horizon for new adventurers to seek
Hand in hand the cycle repeats

Hope brought up
So it can crash down;
Leaving nothing left
Not even the crown;

Pandora’s Box foretells
Do not trust it
A wolf in sheep's clothing;
Hope
Masked despair;
A new horizon brings new hope;
Beware;
Tim Nov 2023
Tonight we’ll dine alone
Separate places nowhere to call home
Tonight we’ll dine alone, together.
Call it a sign but these faces,
They’ve got nothing to them
No intention, no such hunch, not like us
Just something to look at
As our paces line the sidewalk to that fine wine place,
Drinks so costly we must be tying our laces
And drifting on out our laughter as payment
A moment has passed now we’re out to lunch
While I stuffed my luncheon in my face
You’ve beaten me to the punch, and
this time I’m anxious,
And my heart is fluttering,
So I mutter with haste
No rhyme or reason,
No chime to signal some fine line,
No time to to be wasted,
No, I reckon,
Just a second well spent
Just a second we’ll spend,
Again and again.
I love you more.
Wrote for someone who won’t read it.
Tim Mar 2020
words cannot convey
what I wish to say
My thoughts they
Show a story
But these words they
Tell one poorly
Tim Mar 2020
Think
No I’m at the brink
I’m gonna sink
Into the beyond
So I’ll abscond
I am not fond
Of being tired all day long
So play me a bed time song
Until I’m gone into
Somewhere far
Beyond
Sleep cycle is gone
Tim Aug 2018
If you have all the money in the world, are you really the richest person in the world?

It doesn’t take a wise person to understand wise concepts, but a wise person to create understandably wise ideas.
Tim Jan 2022
I better go to the store
I bought too much
What should I do?
A single thought
tells me what to do

I'll give some to you.
If you hate it give it back
But if you love it
I'll lend you the whole pack
until nothing is left

It would seem the store has run out
and I am at my limit
maybe this time
I could have some of you
Tim Sep 2018
Balance;
Balance is what we want
Balance is what we believe we want
Balance is what I believe we want because
Balance is what sows what we call imbalance
Imbalance is what we believe we hate
Imbalance is what we need though;
Balance is the writing
Imbalance is the highlighter
One can exist without the other
While the other’s reliance is desperate and sporadic;
Balance in its own right is imbalance
Imbalance is bred from balance
Imbalance is bred because we realize:
Imbalance is what we want
Balance is what we need
Both are interchangeable
Both create the never ending cycle that we call life;
Without imbalance, balance would be boring. And without balance, imbalance would cease to exist.
Just bed time thoughts

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