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The Problems with My Generation
Damned if we do and damned if we don't. Too much is getting confused and left out. Understanding misconstrued information and elusive expectations is getting hard for me to comprehend but what do you expect when talking to people that don't even know the meaning of reality. The drawn out conversations over minuscule compound substances is redundant and not worth the waste of breath. The request for respect that has yet to be earned makes me question the loyalty of the requester for he obviously has no self preservation. This being said I have found many people walking with false pretenses about the compound substances they seem to be addicted to. Having a lack of understanding for the risk that comes with it. Then getting irate at the problematic consequences they find themselves facing repetitively searching for a liable defending argument to justify the action leading to the problem in the first place. I call this self destruction at its finest and then justifying the mold to witch was created. Not even blaming or pointing fingers just overlooking that the real person to be confronting is themselves.
By Zeeta mckeltar8 years ago in Poets
Betrayed
i remember the way i felt as your poison entered and my body surrendered. falling into your passion, my heart slowly fading, but rapidly beating. i could feel the heaviness in my eyes from the lack of sleep, and the depth of my tears. your soul passionately tearing mine apart almost with a sense of ambition. the ambition I’d been searching for. the kind of love that hides your lips with a cigarette. as you exhale smoke i inhale lust and the weakening in my knees increases. escape from poison
By audrey gibson8 years ago in Poets
