T.L.C.
What's written here, is all but tender, loving or caring... Oh, Mr. Grim, I almost didn't notice you there, almost... What's stopping you?... -from coming any closer?...
Tired
Lonely
Careless
My personal recipe for sin...
Faceless with apathy,
is by far, me at my ugliest‐
and not coincidentally enough,
when my more dangerous wishes are at their prettiest, but...
I can only drive so reckless before coming face to face with one of such.
Ticked
Loveless
Conflicted
My personal recipe for wrongdoing...
Irate with very little holding me back,
and desperate to be numb,
is by far, when I'm most dangerous‐
to be left alone that is, but...
I can only escape so much before I try to run away from life itself.
Torn
Lost
Contempt
My personal recipe for regret...
Hanging on to nothing,
is when, and by far, I make my most fatal wishes‐
and obviously, my worst mistakes,
like taunting death himself, but...
I can only swim in sin so much before I'm sentenced to such.
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Josh Morgan
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.
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Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
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This piece really delves into some intense emotions. You describe these states vividly, like being "reckless" and "desperate to be numb." It makes me wonder how you manage to break out of these cycles. Have you ever found that facing these feelings head-on was the key to moving past them? And how do you think others can relate to these experiences?