Title: death’s hug(depression)

left in wonder through “wakeness” and “slumber”; how did this happen- just one other number;

a land filled with much more pain than its comfort; a game […]

I imagine so much of what never was- and never will be-more than a single reason for the because; not quite sure what i would call it- but I wouldn’t call it “love”-

I imagine so much of what never was- and never will be-more than a single reason for the because; not quite sure what i would call it- but I wouldn’t call it “love”-

brief moments in passing- wasn’t “ready”- passed it up; and i’ll never be “ready”; fight or flight- i’m in the clouds- or deep seaing in a sub;

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I’ve heard someone once say,”we’re all parasitical by nature”; I’ve heard another once say,”just by simply existing-you’re part of the problem (by default); I’ve heard another say,”one person’s heaven is another person’s hell.”

undeniable truths-and myself i don’t exclude- plenty moments i would if I…

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left in wonder through “wakeness” and “slumber”; how did this happen- just one other number;

a land filled with much more pain than its comfort; a game one must play- if one fears to “go under”;

if this is possible- what else lingers, I wonder? for better or worse- I can’t get much more number- im already gone-…

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when the body’s just moving-just an after thought to the mind; like those moments in time when one’s been active on the grind

that’s when time fast forwarded and the days would fly by; but one’s drifted just about the entire coarse of my life;

lately time has slowed down- when this body decides to stay awake long enough…

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pain brought me to dare pick up a pen; I suppose that’s how this all tends to begin; light-hearted words at first- finding one’s footing-though some old scraps offputting and perhaps a little absurd

I’ve learned this path to verse has been both a gift and a curse; conflicted between holding on and letting go…

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