Confessions of A Man Like Me

Nothing of value to be found here. Just my notes.

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Lyndsey

I am thankful for the digital word only For I am no longer able to speak your name. I may, at the very least, write it And hear it spoken in my mind.

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Nightmares

This morning when I woke up I remembered you. I remembered every detail, smile, voice.

Each beautiful thing broke me of the bliss that my forgetfulness had brought.

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Cocaine

People worry drugs will kill you But I've got to say Even though they have nearly killed me once Drugs have saved my life

[theladyofink]

The weight of the shit in this world is so heavy on my heart that I can’t even breathe. I need to take a shower To clean the house To write a paper To care But I can’t even breathe. I can’t fucking breathe.

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Home

The thing I fear most today. The thing that made me happiest yesterday. I wonder. What will I fear tomorrow.

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Ode

Everything I have done. All the great I have created. All the great I have destroyed. I have done it for you.

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Without

The weakness I have without parallels with strength you gave as we grew.

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Born Posthumously

This madness that I have fallen into while trying to escape is my livelihood. In my mania there is a world with answers gone unquestioned. "Two do dazzling days that do daze my daisy." This is not the place that I belong to. That place is gone. This is not the only place that I can live. This is the only place I have not already died. "You know that shit will kill you right?" He asks me. "I'm counting on it." "How can you do that and not be ashamed of yourself?" She asks. "I am already ashamed of myself. I might as well have the drugs too." I called you Sweet-Bee. 🐝

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Wasted Time

And just like that, you're back in my thoughts. Please leave me to poison myself in peace. Please.

[just-six]

Not in love, just on drugs.

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I fucking love this.

[mattys1975]

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Morning Cools

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For when there's no time for coffee.

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Bad Paraphrasing From an Old Co-Worker

My old co-worker is a cynic, not unlike myself. She's in her 70's and has seen more of the world and of people than I ever will. One day, shortly after the loss of my love, she told me these words (roughly): "Don't worry, you'll be dead soon." Dark and comical but true.

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Myself

The parts of myself that I like best are the parts that I've made up. This makes me either a flawed human or an excellent craftsman.

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I can now

I see you now What you are What you’ve become What I’ve helped you become

You have become great Beautiful Strong All those words I cannot use for myself You have become those things alone Though in spite of myself I’ve tried to destroy you and failed

I’ve become nothing more than a man who is without you. Window shopping as I see your life from a quiet distance. I know what I want. It’s what I’ve always wanted.

Always wanted Needed But never deserved.

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I "love" you

I miss the days when “I love you” meant something more then “I love that when I’m with you I don’t think about how much I miss her.”

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The Future is Bright

I can’t wait until I have kids.

Then I can stop having to think of clever shit to say.

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Need Three Less

To get over the one I lost,

I fuck you.

To forget why I fuck you,

I fuck her.

I finally smile while I lie to three,

Lay with three,

Fuck me.