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Ithaca Mar 2019
Dear brother,
I hope you get to read this one day,
But there’s so much more I want to say.
Don’t let your problems weigh you down,
It takes less muscles to smile than to frown.
Mind who your friends are,
Don’t be guilty by association.
Try not to hastle mom,
She loves us both so much.
If you do drugs, I’ll kick your ***,
And really do pay attention in class.
Don’t be a loner like your bro,
Always have friends and somewhere else to go.
Please don’t grow up way too fast,
But don’t live your life stuck in the past.
The first ten years have gone so quick,
I guess that soon you’ll be finding your ,
Sorry mom, couldn’t help it.
Never stop laughing,
Because life is there to be lived.
No matter what, know that you are loved,
And if you are struggling and don’t know what to do,
Know that I will always be there for you.
Love you bro
groommmm

hair hair haior, *******, nice little bottles of argon oil always brushing through the trend lines, going to the mirror for a look, one step at a time, marches at slow smokey march at a time, look right?  The flight jacket, the night jacket, no jacket, sweet **** sweet ****, got nothing, nothing to wear, nakedness!  Understated or understated, daring, daunting, flaunting, or cautious and cunning

draping yourself with silks for purposeful purposes, pushing for posh just for pastime, your packing a great reward of pios compliments, or respect unspoken, either way next to god, genuine, lovely

or not, or just of hastle, of constant tagedy, of struggle, of daily rotine driven you crazy
neth jones Dec 2018
When I smile
free of influence
we are children together
When I am giddy and smiley
minded by
and under the cover of a drug
your discomfort
is apparent
I despise your eyes and your company

Life liquid
unteamed
abrasive
I part from you violently
and seek hastle in other venues
I smile now
with malice
which I illuminate
lighting up a cigarette
in the care of cupped hands
rottenplum Aug 2018
round two and i'm fighting to stay interested
i think i like you but the hastle of the chase is making me exhausted
but i want what i want
and what i want is you
at least i think so
i like the way i'm comfortable around you
and the way we can laugh at awful memes together
modern ******* romance right?
but i have to ask the serious question
what about you can add to me as a person
what can i get out of being with you?
i can have feelings for anyone and get the thrill off of that
but why would i choose to be with you?
why you?
i keep praying to get an answer from the One with all of them
but somehow i think He wants you to show me
please show me
so i don't do something that i regret later
i don't know if i wanna be with or without you
Me
As time runs by
As the sun begins to rise
Flashbacks haunt my mind
Thoughts of the way I look
If I will ever be mislooked
If what I say is being mistook
Am I doing what I should
Its a constant battle which no winner is pronounced
Being me is a constant hastle
I felt the mean of hurt
To the extent my body begins to fade
When I love I love to no limits
That my whole body is a puppet to control
Your happiness is my light and your pain is my demies.
My personality is other people to like and for me to suffer.
It's like a buffer for others and it kills me from inside.
Reese Nov 2018
Rest, Sleep, Excersice
Drugs, Pills, Therapy
A chemical imbalence in the brain
My will lost
Do others really understand
We don't care
I know people will be sad
I know my family cares
I know they will miss me
But what about others

Others could care less
A week later their interest is lost
They stop remembering
They didn't know you
Maybe they did
But they dont care

BUT I DO!

What will crumble
What will die
What will stop
Who will be hurt
Who will care
Does anyone really care
Because if they live
What does it matter if I..

I want someone to truely care
Not because I'm ****** up in the head
But because I exist

No matter what you own
How much money you have
Who you're married to
Or dating
What you drive
Who you're related to
What you do

It doesnt change the fact that I'm

I'm not suicidal
I just dont care anymore
I just wish the whole world could just disappear
And I wish to my hearts disire
That everything and everyone could freeze
That time would stop
Except for me
So I could live my life without lives pressure
No appointments
No expectations
No laws or rules
No worry about
What people are thinking of you

I could sit alone with no hastle
or rush or time restraints
With my thoughts of them and me
And what life could be

But sooner or time will resume
I just wish I could control when

Most like me want the same
But choose and less sleep
Not one they can resume
Because stopping time is impossible
I guess so is gaining back my will to live

I know others are worse
And you stab me in the darkest of nights
But all I want is someone to listen
You attack me when I can sleep
Whether its at night or on a bridge
All I want is for you to stop but then I feel empty
And what's the use of that
At least when I'm depressed I feel pain
And sorrow but in day to day life
All it is is fake smiles and lies
That all I am is tired
Because with depression and fatigue
All you want is the same thing
Sleep
I just wish for the day I say I'm tired
You'll say no your not
Lets talk
I cry in pain when you walk away
But understand you dont understand
Many wonder why I'm always so sad but
The truth is I'm not
I do get little sleep but that doesnt effect me anymore
I have to stand there smileing looking down acting
Tired as I'm truely just hiding the tears
You say oh okay and walk away
Its happened a million times
Each time it rips off 1 piece of what I'm hanging onto
But I only started with 100
1,000,000 to 100 is a huge difference
Yes now all they do is rip a piece of nothing but they take it anyways
Because thats what people do
They take and take and take and take and take and take and take
Until you have nothing but then they'll still continue
To destroy you and why
Because

Because is all you'll get from them
There's NOT A ******* REASON
I have asked
I have asked a tormentor before
Why?
He sat there looked down and couldnt come up with
A SIGNLE ******* THING
Silence is the answer
So what is the reason
I don't know

But what IS the reason
Fathers leave their own children
Other humans attack other humans physically, verbally and especially mentally
People steal money a family in need truely needs
People break into peoples houses
People attempt suicide
People live
Live

Whats the reason
People die
People bully or harass
People expect A ****** MUSICIAN TO KNOW WHAT THE GOSH FORSAKEN NAME OF A ******* GENERAL OF SOME STUPID WAR THAT HAPPENED 200, 300 YEARS AGO

There's flaws in mankind
Some accept them
Some play neglegence
Some try to fix them

But in Acceptance theres many ways to accept mankind is mankind
Accepting it for what it is
Accepting it and moving on
Accepting it and providing input
Or help
Accepting it in death
After all thats why we all came here isnt it?
To die.
Sheila Stafford May 2020
It may feel strange
In the world right now
And yes it is different
From other years gone by

But let’s sit still
And enjoy a time
Where the traffic
Has been stopped
And the hastle of waiting
In traffic jams
And other hells
Filled with anxiety
Has gone for a time

Pollution of planes
Has dispersed
How does it feel
What do you think

The air is cleaner
And time
Has been given back
to the whole planet
As were are all  sat

A stillness like no other
A calm
And peace
This is what nature
Ordered
The planet
Released

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