An essay on sadness

Some days I want to sit and cry I’m not sad I’m not sure what I am My heart is at peace As peace as it can be When my anxiety doesn’t take hold of the wheel anyway Even then I’m not sad I don’t know what I am I am Something else Someone else…

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What scares me?

What ifs don’t scare me. Neither do what would be or what could have been. I don’t live my life by the fear of dying. Fuck, we’re all going to die. I’m not afraid of the weather, of water, or of any other element that stands before me. I’ve stood in the crashing waves of…

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The day before…

It was late in the afternoon, and the fog was still settling over the coast like a blanket tightly tucked around us. The wind was blowing softly through the tall grass, and we walked just close enough to speak softly to one another. Even though we weren’t talking our souls seemed to always carry on…

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Asleep…

I’ll never forget you In another life we make such wonderful lovers We sit so separate as we sit so close together I’ll never get you Loving me that way Loving me with all your heart Loving me I’ll never wonder what was I’ll never forget I’ll always be in your memory  and you’ll always…

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Suicide Prevention 

Robin Williams was one of my favorite people. His character in Dead Poets Society made me fall in love with literature on a whole new level.  Most of my life I suffered from deep depression. Everyone who really knows me knows this. Even when I’m down now my closest friends, and my dearest loved ones…

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Love, fear, and karma…

I don’t need to hate people. I don’t need to wish them a bad life, or have any desire to wish any harm come to them. Karma catches up with people. It has with me, and it has with you. I have only love in my heart. Even the people everyone else tells me I…

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In Our Love

Soft and meek your voice calls to me From the bedroom Like a lost memory Memories and dreams are only perspectives  of what was Your voice brings a different emotion Yearning  Desire Calling to me from behind the door Asking me to join you Calling to me from long forgotten dreams Asking me to forget…

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Goodbye Shauna…

Shauna left us this week to rejoin the starsA satellite watching overhead Now someone’s guardian angel A light as bright as her eyes Burning like the sun A drum calling to us from afar Her heart as wild and free as a river Just as sweet as the first taste of honeysuckle Springtime always showing…

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