Numb

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It all take a bit of getting used to
And the pain will no longer hurt.
It takes a bit of effort,
Then it will blur and fade.

I can’t feel.
I mustn’t.
I must be tough
Like steel.

It’s how I can protect myself,
From all the insanity around me.
From all the things thrown at me,
So I can still be myself.

Is this supposed to be normal?
Do all of you live in fear?
Fear for my every move,
And the consequences near?

Endure, I must, I should not falter.
Outlive, outlast, it does not matter.
Surive, I will, hope for the better.
Or die trying, damn this letter.

It Was All a Dream, Right?

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Richard’s eyes snapped open, he found himself on his bed sweating and breathing hard.

“It was all a dream?”

He looked at his hands and saw words written on them…

“It was not a dream.”

Richard screamed and leapt backwards away from his hand. Continue reading “It Was All a Dream, Right?”

Stuck

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Sometimes I just want to curl up in a corner,

Never minding all the shits I’d have to go over.

All the lies and the pain, the dark all over again,

I just want to get out of this damn, stupid rain.

 

I can’t move, I’m stuck, I can’t even move forward.

All the weight that I got has pinned me, untoward,

It is tiring, exhausting; I’m weary of all the grinding.

I need some peace and quiet from all of this fighting.

 

Leave me alone, let me be; I need to figure out

What to do, where to go, beyond any doubt,

Fix my life to the better, get myself together.

Fill the void and rebuild, get through the hard weather.

 

I can hear in my head, the never-ending nagging,

“It’s my fault, and I’m not doing a damn thing,”

I can’t help it, I am stuck, it is paralyzing.

I did not plan to get broke from all the spending.

 

I worked my ass, climbed that mountain get up higher,

Did the grind, did the work, make my life better.

But I slipped, and I fell, I’m down, much lower.

Must get up, have to fight, get in the battle tower.

 

I’m in the dark, feeling stuck, it is disheartening,

All these words, my attempt to be encouraging,

Must get up, have to go and fix this damn thing

Called my life, here we go.  It’s all or nothing!

 

 

 

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Trivia:

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