Do not you simply fall in line?
Is it education that has made you blind?
Born into a cult of deceit
So back into its arms you retreat
Airwaves tell us our “truth” and all is bleak
But it’s not the answer to what we seek
Hidden deep from the light of day
So from the mob you will not stay
Is where you’ll find it for yourself
A revelation worth more than any wealth
Justice masked in divisions deep
We shall no longer your secret keep
Set me free from identity dictation
To build a full and fruitful nation
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Jason A
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts6 days ago in Longevity
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