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grandmother’s funeral.

great grandmother clutches

my hand

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Tomorrow

I suffer from existential depression.

I’m like everyone else

I have my good days

I have my bad days

Sometimes I find myself asking if any of this is worth it.

My pessimism says today isn’t the right day.

Realism is at my feet

clear as the ray of sunlight

But my optimism says,

the sunlight is always bright after tomorrow's night

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Angels and Demons part II

In my ear she whispered

“he envies you, but unlike him I am happy”

He starts to sing

“Don’t listen, to her lies”

She starts screaming

“I was once the favorite. I was blinded; fated to never see! 

Once I finally opened my eyes I realized I was casted away. Listen to me, because I know the way!”

He interrupted 

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Fucked my situation.

My dick is raw.

'No one dies a Virgin

Everyone gets fucked by life.'

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Beauty.

A beautiful flower

with elegance

and soul.

A daisy from mother earth

bares its petals

for a world that's apathetic.

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everyone's bonds are like seeds

and the soil for potential is it's hydration receive

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I have a home with a nice lucent shower A luminescent phone with a 419 But why do I feel when the drugs are done Why do I feel like dying b  Why does when I feel this warmth in my pure heart Blessed with a courageous mind Blessed with a body Blessed with two arms and legs But am I blessed with-- Why do I feel the opposite like my spirit is hurting Am I lonely? But I rather love and than to rather not love at all But I rather not feel than to embrace a odd feelin My spirit sings another sad fucking song like there's nothing in the world meant for me I hold my head held high to pretend to seem alright But inside this charade im wearing a mask like Jim carry who secretly wants to cry Himself to sleep every night but he cares so deeply he keeps pretending Is that's why he's a trickster? I hold onto my guardian and hopefully it won't let go Hopefully it ain't a Angel because next thing you know I'll be a fallen angel Yet I hold my head up high I'm tired of being high too high to outlive this asphalt Am I ungrateful? Is it selfish to think this way? I write these words like I'm counting down to my final breath Like it's my only resolve to feel alive again I write this as if I want to feel real again I force myself to smile for your sake but my eyes constantly reveal the truth behind my facade The windows of the soul and I closed the curtains

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Everyday I look for the angels within demons.

Whenever I look at myself

I see a demon masquerading as an angel

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Angels and Demons pt I

Angel on my left

Demon on my right

They are constantly arguing

The angel is blindfolded

The demon whispers madness

They're both beautiful

One claims to obey is the only way

The other says to rebel cause I have free will

Screaming and singing

But I choose to hum

Both are liars and slaves

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I don't really know much about Tumblr or if anyone will even read this or any of the following posts.

Know this, future me.

You or I...whatever will write, not for others but for yourself.

Please only use this as a way to express and immortalize what's in your soul.

Please try to write at least once a week. ( A day would work)

Anyway shall we begin the game?

Here's one of my favorites.

A flower is beautiful

A seed has potential

Earth shapes

You are my hydration