The Green Light

24.

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And I need to leave! My internal prison Can't seem to breathe. I’m wondering this city Like it’ll show me the truth. But we all know I’m blind So I’ll just have to Find it Myself.

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This world seems different, Though not darker than Before. A trivial change, Some might say But one i sense Throughout the day. Yes, This world seems different, But I move on Just the same.

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How can you not see? Everything we do, We do to survive. I refuse to acknowledge That we are being hunted, Like Unwelcomed vermin Stuck in a sinking ship. If you looked inside, You’d realize you only hate us Because your Hope died Too long ago.

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I wrote to you, Just like you asked And I cut myself open And bled on the pages. You would thank me From time to time, But never with the sincerity That once existed I knew it was probably Too much Too late, But a simple reply Was all I really wanted.

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Funny how memories From past adventures, Once cherished so, Are warped from being left To rot in the back of our minds. The dust and regret continue to Devour the essence of their reality, And yet we still think we can Pick them from their places And they'll be exactly how we left them; And yet we're still surprised of their stench; Overwhelming and nostalgic, These rotting memories We keep hidden in the attic.

[hookedononyx]

I was number one. He may hold your heart Steadily in warmth, But his hands grip Where my indentions rest. And he might kiss you In just the right way, But your lips only know right Because I was there to teach you. Don’t leave me standing here Like you’ve never known my passion, You held it right once before this time And I have hope that it kindles inside. Alas, I do not understand the reasons You left, But I’m waiting here patiently, For us to rise from The depths.

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Nights spent with Cigarette smoke And beer signs lit With envy Are stained In my mind, Bridging the gaps Between my youthful past And The reality I drown in. Be weary of my reach, Lest I grip your thoughts And drag you down With me.

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White walls with Secrets for tabloids, Pursing their lips As she screams again. Weathered windows with Panes too cluttered For any chance of escape; This is where she dies. Red rum carpets with Stories for the ages Refuse to speak to me, And so I sit, Quietly waiting for she.

[hookedononyx]

Keep racing Until you cannot breathe; Maybe then you can see She's just a robber And a thief.

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Remember remember The 5th of November, The gunpowder treason And plot. I know of no reason Why the gun powder treason Should Ever Be Forgot.

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Do you remember the people you left behind? On lonely nights or during your most introspective moments, do you ever think of the people you failed? Did you escape? Are you free? Does guilt still imprison you?

The Glass Menagerie by Tennessee Williams

[hookedononyx]

Memories And memories Stacked upon memories, With the soul supposition Of recreating the past. I discover you And you discover I, But we're still lost In between What is love And What is us. This is our world, It is beautiful And Full of disgust. I ask for your remorse, But what I gain Is uncertainty; Maybe one day When we're aged We'll come together Again.

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Strip me naked And all you will find Are empty bottles And half burned cigarettes Just waiting to be Dissected. Ignite the flame And maybe We can discover A self we never thought Could exist But now it is birthed And now, We are alive.

[hookedononyx]

Deliver me into evil So I can be reborn, Only then may I see The light this world Has to offer. But should the darkness Invade my sleeping soul, Part from me before We grow too old; I cannot be responsible For the lives I leave behind.

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Risks may not be Pertinent to the situation, But I'm ready to take My leap across the ocean. You may not be So inclined to see, But I'm lost inside My own mental disaster. Breathe slowly So maybe I can read Into what it is I need to accomplish; Move quickly In case I'm too Heavy to carry.

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Factions reveal the fracturing Of the self; Weak, we seek to unveil A common boundary That does not exist, But we’re content on Structuring together a mere Psuedo-formulation of Self-identification, Bent on creating an avenue For self-appreciation In order to feel accepted. In its stead, We propagate a sort Of diabolical self-alienation Aimed at deconstructing The very foundation We unknowingly fostered In our youth; Spent from cultural accommodation, We tire in our creative ventures, Retiring to mundane rituals Intended for the weak minded individuals Lost within themselves. Repent! Stand tall and Announce your identity, Whatever it may be; Rise, And declare a revolution On the destabilization Of the self.

[hookedononyx]

I am an empathetic mess Of deviated emotions, Somehow strung together By my destructive memories Of dead men I'll never meet, Undead women I'll never save, And whitewashed stories Of congressmen who have no hearts. I weep for the widows, I scream for the fallen, And cringe for those who Will never feel their pain: I can only dream of peace, Though never can I believe.