UnweariedThe last time I breathed I thought I was a ghost The intravenously inspected functions of my body When they stuck me with metal When they tried to get me not to stare I tried to make myself get better I shut off my cognitive systems And the reset button wasn’t pushed by me When I started speaking in a language I forgot Like a possession unwanted by a weak zealot I carved my birthday into my bone I burned my name into my forehead It just makes more sense to me Because I can’t trust myself At least that’s what everyone else has told me &nbsUnwearied
...With KnivesCan you see your reflection? Or is the water too dark? I suspect that it’s too late to tell Because I haven’t cared for way too long I was your pack mule I had the chance to change this lineup I never seemed to have you Like a Disney movie romantic dream It just never ended with anyone smiling...With Knives
Sharpen your knife I wanna see if you can follow through
With your threats and screams I won’t let it come to an end Sharpen your knife And let’s see if I can open your eyes
I don’t believe in the words you say I hate t
Unanswered TelephonesSomewhere along the way When the road stopped being curvy When even the dirt was too lazy to changeUnanswered Telephones
Somewhere behind my face When my emotions stopped trying When even the voice in my head has given up
The cracks in the walls Listening to the charity words They are nothing but significant to no one Is there anything worse instead of delicate ignorance
Somewhere inside my mind When the tensions never get released When even sleep can’t make things right
Somewhere far away When the family forgets its own When no one cares who
IneptIf static is the normalcy of sound wrapped together with dissonance I am surly the sultry and incomprehensible anomaly The indispensable cluster fuck of probability Like an opera singer who’s lost a voice Distorted because the drugs put my body between stations Assembly of a sin and repentance of an unforgivable addict No matter who gives the judgment to me I will not answer their calls for a plague on my houseInept
Like a Shakespearian actor who says that it is but a scratch Is the scratch the downfall of the misunderstanding The jumping from one state to the other Back light
Wow, it's Been a While
Content
long time no see
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Once you realize that you are wrong...you are always right.
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Me: I'm a genius *sighs and looks at reflection* How am I so great?
Patdsnfan: Coz you don't take into consideration how smart the rest of the world is?
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past guilt force revival
by death wish or trial
departing in style
the dead walking miles
history certainly will not forget the evil me
~Bright-Pessimism
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Be young. Be foolish. Be happy.
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Once you realize that you are wrong...you are always right.
How've you been?
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Be young. Be foolish. Be happy.
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Once you realize that you are wrong...you are always right.
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