Oh but for those wild days Where the yardarm greets the sun I could abate the little bird...
The door slides closed behind me.
I step in between.
The chaos of life, And the...
Can I create more than myself And if I can, must I? Is livelihood (like solitude) ...
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Society says tears of a man shows weakness. That the warrior can no longer fight with honor....
The struggle isn’t a walk in the park, But winning the war doesn’t require a miracle.
Saying...
When people insist a goal is farfetched, Decisiveness prompts the will to excel.
Self-...
Dread can cast a shadow over confidence, Trapping you as a prisoner pinned by fright.
...
The human tendency craves a desire, Hungry for that item we don’t possess.
Upset that we don...
When misery controls my cognitions, The bottle calls my name from every direction.
Trying to...
Always trying to break living down to a science, Attempting to offer easiness to complexity....
My fantasy isn’t a hyped up ambition, One where I am scoring the winning touchdown.
The...
Misery is obstructing the road to bliss, Blocking joy from reaching its destination.
The fortunate can harshly judge misery, Viewing it as voluntary disease, Not a misfortunate...
Leaves are cracking under the steps of your feet. You're pacing. Back and forth. Don't mind my...
When we follow the route to money, A dangerous destination is at the end.
Believing that...
Misery was always in the plot, Telling a tale consisting of hardships.
Determination created...
Now excuse my tone, if this is abrupt But I must state again that this world is corrupt. This...