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It Rots
When you decide to let someone into your life, a connection forms. And sometimes that connection gets severed and all that you have left is memories of what was. Cutting that connection can be hard. Sometimes you know that someone is bad for you but you want them in your life anyways. Or you know you’re not compatible, but you still hope it would work out. Maybe, someone takes a path that…
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I Knew It
Do you have this feeling? Like you’re waiting for something. Trepidation. You know that something’s going to happen – it’s running like a train on its tracks and there is nothing you can do to stop it. You just have to sit and wait. Prepare. I Knew It There had been lead in my belly. A feeling rooted in there, telling me what I didn’t want to know. What I already knew. That this was…
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Searching for the Sun
Searching for the Sun
Sometimes we just need a reminder of who we are and what we’re looking for. Searching for the Sun It was a calamity. A disastrous affair. The kind that left me stumbling through the dark, cold, rainy night with an aching in my chest. I staggered, crumbling to the ground. One knee landed in the slick mud, tears poured down my cheeks, as I searched for something, for her. That was…
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The End
For me, like most people, 2022 was a hard year. It was full of a lot pain, and a lot of emotion that I would have chosen not to go through if I had the choice. But it happened. And it took a while to realize that it had to happen. I had to go through each experience in order to grow from it all, to make me the person I am today. And now, I’m that much closer to being the person I aspire to…
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The End
For me, like most people, 2022 was a hard year. It was full of a lot pain, and a lot of emotion that I would have chosen not to go through if I had the choice. But it happened. And it took a while to realize that it had to happen. I had to go through each experience in order to grow from it all, to make me the person I am today. And now, I’m that much closer to being the person I aspire to…
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I Am
I Am Over time, I have learned that I am a cup filled to the brim with all these emotions. It’s just a matter of time before I’m spilled over. A mess, waiting to be cleaned up.
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Crying a River
Happy Sunday! I hope you like the poem below. Crying a River It’s the isolation that’s the worst. Where the quiet and the darkness bleed together. Like two thick streams of sludge intertwining, unbearably hard to pull yourself from. It’s when the voices seep in, telling you that the silence that comes from those surrounding you is proof that they’re better off without you. That you…
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A New Toaster
Howdy! It’s been a while. Life has been, well, life. But here we are, back again with a new piece of writing. This poem goes to all the people who have been living with something subpar. Something underwhelming, but we tell ourselves that it’s okay. We don’t need the best. Maybe we don’t even deserve the best. But I’m here to remind you that you do deserve all things good, including toast that…
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Birds Must Fly -A Novel
Birds Must Fly -AÂ Novel
The past few years have been pretty rough in terms of my writing. In 2020, I had a hard time finding the motivation to write anything – even a text to friends. But I still was able to write a little. 2021? Even less. But this year, I was able to change some things around. It took a lot of work and a lot of time. Now, it’s finally happening. After a few years of edits and updates and multiple…
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Better Days are Coming
Better Days are Coming
Because everyone needs a reminder sometimes. And in case you didn’t know – better days are coming. Better Days are Coming Better days are coming, they said, but can I trust them? How do they know? How can they be sure? Better days are coming, she said, offering her shoulder as a pillow. Lending a hand to wipe my tears. Better days are coming, he said, because he has seen it…
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To Burn a Bridge
To Burn a Bridge
A poem. To Burn a Bridge. I’m alone. The only thing to keep my company, Keeping me warm, is the rage in my gut. I light the match, and it echoes my anger. My eyes are glued to the flame. I could drop it, burn away the overpass that leads me to them. Until there is nothing left but memories and ash. Severing the cord, forever. The flame burns its way down to my fingertips. I don’t…
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I love you
This is a poem I’ve posted before – a few years ago – but it’s one I completely forgot about, until now. And, it’s important now more than ever, because the girl who wrote this… I don’t think she believed what she wrote. And to be completely honest, I’m not sure if the person I am now believes it either, but I’m determined to. So, please, enjoy this reused and updated poem while I work on some…
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Third Time’s the Charm
Third Time’s the Charm
Third Time’s the Charm Hello, he said Hi she replied. Quickly, Damn near instantaneous. And she was happy for a moment. She was hurt before, But it wasn’t intentional. And it had cut deep But she lied, Telling everyone she was fine. She played the fool well. Hello, he said. This time, She answered, But hesitation was her name And she embodied it fully. With leaden…
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A girl i Used To Know
A girl i Used To Know
This is to the people we used to be and the people we haven’t met yet. A Girl I Used to Know there was a girl I used to know she was silly and strange a child growing into herself who trusted too easy and saw kindness in everyone the girl I met next was jaded had learned that not everyone was kind was taught the hard way that she was better off keeping to herself but she still had…
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Beating a Dead Horse
Beating a Dead Horse
I expect that we’re all familiar with this saying. ’Beating a dead horse.’ When you dredge up a situation over and over again, even after it’s long dead, but it’s like you can’t stop. You just can’t stop talking about it. Even as you speak, you can feel yourself being annoying and yet, you just. can’t. stop. Until now. This is the last one for you. I’m finally burying this horse. Beating a…
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To the Boy from Frankfurt, I Hope You Get This
To the Boy from Frankfurt, I Hope You Get This
I had to get the scissors out again. This one hurt. To the Boy from Frankfurt, I Hope You Get This there was a boythat i had met who lived out in Frankfurt i thought i had his heart but turns out, that was six feet Under and when i told him i was done he pulled me back, always so Cunning but then i had to cut the cord, so i sharpened my Knife i severed all ties, trying to forget…
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Standing On the Line
Standing On the Line
One of the hardest things to remember, is that even on the rainiedt of days, the sun still shines. I’m trying hard to remember that tonight. This short story… Has a lot of emotions. I hope it makes you feel something. Stay rad. The song meant to be playing with this story a The Day the World Went Away by Nine Inch Nail. Standing on the Line She’d stood there for a while.Not entirely sure how…
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