-Thirty-something enigma with a wide spectrum of interests.
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I have climbed my way out of the void, stood upon the edge, and stared into the vast, familiar emptiness. - I have emerged from the chaos - wrapping my wounds and drying my tears.
By BrettNotGreg7 months ago in Poets
The give, the take. Can I not have and still want? What is structure without balance? What is balance without serenity? Serenity without stability?
If you're seeking clarity, you'll have to look elsewhere. Lately I'm a little foggy. I'm using my energy sparingly, a little here, a little there-
By BrettNotGreg9 months ago in Poets
There was a time when you were inspiration incarnate. There was a moment where every thought led back to you. There was a period where I felt lost, abandoned, and alone.
It's almost physical, that barrier - harshly halting any potential proud moment. It mimics fear, but they are different. What is the cause?
For the first time in a long time, there exists what feels like glow coming from my chest. It's hard to describe in so many words, but it's a good thing.
I stayed in today. I know it's all in good fun, but I didn't feel like being tricked. Pranked. Misinformed. Lied to. Laughed at.
By BrettNotGreg10 months ago in Poets
Long will I fondly remember the days of tight jeans, flannel shirts, studded belts, weird hair- -All inspired by the music.
Something about the rattling of my window from the whistling wind makes me feel all fuzzy. The literal chaos that exists outside of these four walls is such a comforting scene.
I’ve forgotten the simple pleasures that exist within a routine. Out of the shower, I emerge from the steam. No longer is my day decisively daunting, no more exists this irrational fear.
By BrettNotGreg11 months ago in Poets
It's that time of year. It's beautiful out again. the air is poison. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Somewhere along the way, we started seeing less and less of each other. These things happen. Opposite schedules, different choices, whatever it may be.
