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I am in a wasteland that place – between four am snores and alarm clock convulsion nerve crawling disruption. I call up the stars to shine their ancient fires onto my beating life. I need a full beam moon to guide me, illuminate this shadow land. Thoughts in the cavern are bigger than…
Read MoreHundreds of people more intelligent than I said I think my phone has fucked me up Made me a mess and weak But I must keep it close by In case it rings and beeps All the good in the world in a box Drowning in all the bad I think my phone has fucked…
Read MoreAlthough I try to confront my chronic woes and tell my therapist I’ll accept my pain, my palms are raised and there’s nothing to show. While enacting her advice will not kill me, I know with no future to lose, there is too much to gain. It’s time to set my arrow against my…
Read MoreNo longer will I allow my essence To be condensed into A list of acronyms No more will my words be ephemeral Cut and pasted, twisted and turned Until they no longer my own No longer will I be infantilised Scolded for my thoughts and pain Talked over and around like I can’t…
Read MoreI never planned I’d reach today, In fact, any place that I might see tomorrow’s light, And now I’m puzzled, wondering, If wandering and suffering and struggling, Is part of who I am and, If parting ways with that Would be giving up the fight ? Too many highs just don’t feel right, I kinda…
Read MoreMy recollection of past traumatic events has scalloped edges no clear lines each scalloped pouch of memory nuanced in time a harbinger of doom as dark things approach me clarity and peace entangled in my inner mind shackled by mental debris I’m determined to break free let the beating drums of peril and gloom be…
Read MoreWhen a thought becomes familiar to me it surpasses my conscious filters allowing uncensored penetration to my subconscious Whatever I focus on on a deep subconscious level is what I will get wether it is good or bad If I repeat something tell myself something over and over day after day in my mind…
Read MoreMy inquisitor is ill-equipped to smile with malice for a heart programed to trip me quietly whispering as I sleep of my downfall known to me as self-doubt flogging my ability to step out from the shadows of my uncertainty with new gifts found I’m drawing it out and writing it off self hope has…
Read MoreMy brain and I we’re partners paired for life feeding off each other together we have learned bad things in a dark place full of pain repeated again and again now together we must unlearn the bad open up our neural network and train ourselves away from pain the day will come when my brain…
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