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Just Me Feb 2017
I felt my body falling into deeper pain yesterday.
Like a shadow that drains with sharp and lingering aches.
Like a monster waiting to take its victim.
I'm where sleep feels so close and so much further.
I can't sleep or stay awake and it's torture.
I'm trapped.
I find no comfort.
I have no escape.
I'm my bodies enemy.
My mind is heavy and my thoughts confused and blurry.
I'm less of me today.
Even though yesterday I was less me.
Today I'm lesser me then I've been in weeks.
I feel depressed and frustrated.
Frustrated with my mind, and body.
Today is a reminder why yesterday was better.
Even though I was tired and my back taunted me with its nagging wide spread hurt.
Today is more.
And I am less.
Uncomfortable, unhappy, and unable to exact my discription of this curse.
Fibromyalgia's friend.
It won't let me go.
And Fibromyalgia's enemy.
It won't let me go...
This is me.
This is not me.
I'm but a shadow of me ninety percent of my life.
Silver Star Jan 2013
I have done so much in this life...so many battles have been fought. Barely escaping the cold hands of "HIM" at the dusk of every ****** war...I came home to you. Only to be rediculed for my absence. I give you pounds of gold and take for myself a coin...but that wasnt good enough for you. Misery. How i wish i could escape it...and yet...i love it. My soul is battered and torn. Unmentionable immense pain. It strengthens my spirit but deteriorates  my soul. Who is to heal this old soul?  Who is to lift the veil of the worlds allowing me to dive deep into the waters of satisfaction?
She will be beautiful. Goddess in every aspect. She will hold me to the skies and pray aloud for a healing rain.
She will be the night sky to my moon...allowing me to be noticed once more. She will be the Sun to my day...allowing me to flourish and reflect her light upon me...making the clear night sky shine. She will balance my strength so I am not overwhelmed by my fears. She will be...
You
Fitting the discription of all I ever wanted
Owner of the glass slipper
All I ever needed
All
Armor of
Loves
Light
You are the armor for this knight. The reason why I challenge the beasts. Without you...I have no purpose. I have no goals. I am just a vessel. I give my life to you. My ALL. My dreams, my mornings, my identity, my leftovers and the first bite. You are my everything...I love you.
Will you marry me?
I trusted a burglar,
she broke into my carefully organized mind
took everything out of it's place and stole my peace.
I'd give you a discription
but she's out of this world,
all I can say is she had red curls and magic green eyes.
My crave for new is causing chances to be lost
At my own will I demand such things, yet
Deep inside I disagree with my motions,

"Help I am to far at sea"

Thoughts decieve sights in my own troubled life.
Scared is what I THINK I am but brave is all I know.
Only experiences one has had can determine this all to well,

"Help I am to far at sea"

Efforts seem worthless as I become more distant,
From what I know, and what I've seen!
I realize not even my own thoughts seem comforting.
What to do with no clues?

"Help I am to far at sea"

I'm afraid the farther I go into this trance
I will lose what little I have left of me.
Venus fly trap, thats a good discription of said sea,
The fly? well. . . That is me!

"Help!!! For the sea has consumed me"
Alece Woosley Nov 2021
I would do anything for you
I no longer want to travel without you
I just wake every day thinking I will get you back
Every morning I make an effort to love you as much as I did the day before
Every night I tell myself to do it all over again
I miss your body next to mine I miss finding you in the middle of the night
I miss the days out of the house doing nothing and always finding something new
I miss telling you my deepest feelings
I try to treat you like a friend just like you want
but I hide the feelings that I have for you
Some days I hope to move on from you
And find the one you tell me I deserve
But all I want is for you to try to be that one you describe

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