I feel I can't do this anymore
Not that I can't go on at all
I've been in that place before
It's dark
It's fucked
It's fatally-flawed
This time there's a
New meaning attached
I feel I can't chase my
Dreams and attack....
..Like I used to. Hmmmm.
Oh!
How I used to kill it
Maybe I'm
Over the hill!
Isn't it
Magnificent?
I need to settle
With mediocrity
And find bliss
In simplicity
For all I truly value:
Love
Health
Sustainability
True love for all beings
Mother Nature's blessings
And myself whom I feel
She's endlessly blessed
These powers I possess
Are we there yet?
Stop whining, yeh?
Get over it!
Voices urge and stress!
They're yet to see my best
But who really fucking cares?
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Psych Ward Scriptures
PoesieA spattering of poetry and ultra short tales of love, loss, depression, oppression, animal rights, human rights, existentialism and dates with Lady Satan Herself! High Highs!: 1st #animalrights 1st #suicidalideation 3rd #poesy 7th #uplifting Conten...
