A shadow mind, so misunderstood.
Sometimes,
Demonstrating the dreams of change seems hopeless at times. Devoting my spirit to express knowledge through my lyrics is my inspiration. Through your sorrow, motivation heals the hidden opportunities.
Golden promises lead to tortured moors.I seek artifacts from above, Messages that feed the wounded at its core. Only to be drained by the power of guilt.
You generate bricks of stone to the magnetic field, yet forget to protect the essence of your sanity. Derailing this truth only hides your blessings.
So gravitate to the beliefs of strength & break the chains of despair. You create the pathways you crave, while observing the possibilities of prosperity. Never stop your confident from achieving greatness.
You are your own dynamic dynasty.
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Kantshens
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This is poetry for the soul. 3rd person
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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.
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