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The Diaries of Drowning Sorrows




The claws of life reached for me
Pinned me down
Held me prisoner to a corrupted surrender
My mind unaware of its inability to carry the weight
So it would wait
In hopes of the possibility of unforeseen strength
Growing tiresome of my days
Wishing I could strap up my arm and inject inspiration in my veins
Erase the memories that keep playing
The reminders I keep facing...
That reality can not be erased...

Cerebral pin ball being played in my emotions
While the shell is diamond strong,
The inside is broken
And picking up the pieces seems an impossible task
Being that they are scattered across a bridge made of glass
Ready to crack, before I pick them all up...

So I stand there stuck....

Connecting the dots to ensure the path has no knots, no cross
Fuel up my mental engine whether Iím ready or not
Give myself my own advice in which my seeds were taught
Remind myself that the universe wonít throw at me what I canít handle
It may feel heavy and like I canít stand still
But in the end I was still left standing
Shattered and broken,
yet with ability to repair
Left with the choice to move forward...
Or waddle in the depths of despair,
Rock the scales on life and what isnít fair,
Or trust that karma is the most precious fare...

I wonít lose myself
Iím holding on to a thin thread with iron strength
Fragile yet crucial
Too hard headed to break
Like a chisel to my willpower
Chiseling itís unwelcome stay
So I gotta throw away that tool
And sand the rough parts away
My subconscious is speaking louder than my conscious...
I say itís time to quiet her down
Strip her of her title and remove her crown,
See, she has a place,
A time to show her face
continuous...was never an invitation
We are invincible together in spirit
But physical, is a dangerous game waiting..
So she must remain in the shadows because SHE shows her feelings
And Iím tired of hiding from lifeís unwanted dealings...
No more quiet corners and protective shielding
Iím ready for fresh starts and old fashioned, downright healing...!


Can you see how I am feeling?






Written by Lyrical_Aptitude
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