Dec 28, 2017
I didn’t change. I just finally found the strength to stand up and show you all I am.
If you can’t accept that, then that goes to show you were never really for me
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I didn’t change. I just finally found the strength to stand up and show you all I am.
If you can’t accept that, then that goes to show you were never really for me
“Those of you dealing with depression; Just know that you don’t have to live in that shadow anymore.
There is sunshine, but there will be rain. You just need to be brave enough to make light of a rainy day”
Signed,
ThoseMeaningfulWords.
Victor “Zeek” Herrera Jr.
Forever
Eden weeps and waits for forever to crash through time itself, crush every wayward soul that wondered off through the gates and into the graveyard, the gutter of evaporating holy water.
You can say you didn’t hurt me if that’s what you want to do. But too bad simply saying something doesn’t make it true.
Voices.
This dull headache just won’t go away.
Such a pain accompanied with these familiar voices that are here to stay.
I hear them, they whisper and they yell. They never seem to go away.
I talk to them, quite aware it is only in my head. Arguing with myself again and again. All night until day break, when will this end?
Am I crazy?
Im sure, it’s not hard to tell.
These voices are not in my head, they are those of you saying things to me projecting your own negativity you carry around.
Ouch, did that leave a bitter taste in your mouth? Well, remember it as a dose of your own medicine.
You see, I’m arguing with these voices sounding crazy I bet but you’re listening to the same ones that are so obscene to adhere to yet you still believe in.
So pipe down, I’m trying to get my head on straight. Even with all of these demons I must annihilate, I know I have the will power within to succeed and become innovated to an elevated way of thinking.
So call me crazy with your minuscule opinions. It’s obvious that you can’t see the big picture with your narrow minded visions.
Having a resistance to all your voices and opinions proves that I am gifted with a vision beyond this society’s way of thinking.
Judge me with your prison written scripts you all read from. I’ll smile and laugh because you’re just another voice I’ve overcome.
I never was one to follow.
I never wanted to be another number force fed absurdity to swallow only to be thrown up onto those who aren’t mindlessly wallowing in beliefs that aren’t even their own.
This resistance I possessed against those I was suppose to follow, believe in and obey was never easy. The isolation only lead me to contest those locking me in this prison. This war I fought over and over finally awarded me a solution that got me out of society’s institution.
I’ve won, those voices are finally gone.
I have my own thoughts, I have my own voice. Believe in yourself and remember you always have a choice.
Are you going to read from a script your whole life or speak out with that spirit within shedding light to those reciting words on pages that aren’t their own locked away in cages.
Signed,
ThoseMeaningfulWords.
Victor “Zeek” Herrera Jr.
Embossed pity party invitations Excuses, made-up prettily Apologies applied as an afterthought After trying to force the other Party to admit it was their fault Invitations unaccepted Excuses rejected Apologies intercepted I see through it all It’s all to keep self-image protected
Laughable Transparency
Butterflies have no business Being buried; they belong Soaring in the sunshiny sky - The only way to spy their colors Is to let them fly
He and I are Gemini.
The demon within will always scratch at the surface. Hidden behind these scars as I smile as if they are all worth it.
What exactly is my purpose?
What is his?
He speaks in tongues, curses hidden in word play. This has really become less fun I must say. Talking to myself everyday, fighting myself every night. It’s always such a challenge to convince myself I am alright.
This demon and I are the true definition of a Gemini. An individual with a split personality, good and bad until the day we die.
I sound crazy right?
Oh well, I’ll smile even though I am filled with fright.
A fallen angel with broken wings labeled a demon, evil and crazy.
I’ll learn to fly with these broken wings.
Exiled and categorized.
Hell is not where I will stay though, yes I have horns but I still have my halo.
Yes I’m a devil, yes I’m an angel.
A true Gemini if we are talking labels.
Signed,
ThoseMeaningfulWords. VH.