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I know the feeling
Pressure from the ceiling
Caving in
You must begin
To focus on the healing
Clear your mind
And time will find you
Love yourself
We are blind to
The pressure
The pleasure
The unwanted measure
A fact of life
To strife for
Don’t close the door
Stay open
Keep hoping
For more…

like a dream you appear
all fear subsides
i try to hide, inside
the ride begins
spinning, grinning
we fly away
two sought to play
everlasting
could this really be?
im free
falling
a feeling unlike the past
no mask just real
i can feel
a dream come true

Consider this my ode to be true
Lying to myself
I can see right through
As a bird hops by
Do birds even lie
If given the opportunity
Do you think they would try
I cannot hide
This pain inside
From loss and laughter
My attempt to confide
Just listen
Listen to that little voice
I hold the power
I have a choice
I choose freedom
I choose to believe
I’ll wear my heart
Right on my sleeve

One 2 many cupcakes, Choking on my current state
A painted dream, Is so obscene, Always caught up in between
Finding time to run away, A sacred time for me to play
Deep within my hidden tent, I found myself I must repent
Awaken now u have it all, Awaken now I will not fall

Today is a very strange day… my feelings are filled with uncertainty. Unsure what to think what to feel what to be… Like what is this reality? My dog has hardly eaten nor have I. Beyond suffering from a cold I lie. I can’t deny I want to hide. Go outside and take a ride. It’s dark and cold were sick I’m told. Waiting anticipating as things unfold.

RIP Askum. I love you <3

I have a fairy tale.
I’m sure I’ve told a few.
My moments are enchanted.
I vant to be with you.

A vampire in disguise.
I’m flying through the trees.
Glistening in the sun.
State of disbelief.

Caught in the moment.
Transitioning to the moon.
My love shall come along.
Just don’t come to soon

If u don’t care then why should I?
I torment myself inside
Trying to fulfill you
But what about me?
Or the friends I leave.
Why can’t I hold the power?
How could you NOT
Want to shower
With this?
A bitch no.
Try the most generous fool in the book.
The same sad ending
You took me for granted.

Final Note — A little too late goes a long way…