Tag: depression
member name: Wade A.
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December 11, 2007 02:37 AM EST --
The dreams are gone
The river that once flowed through my mind has run dry
Flowers that blossomed yesterday
Today sit withering as they slowly die
Ashes from the roaring flame now cool to the touch . . .
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December 06, 2007 09:32 AM EST --
Lost in this wilderness, they're watching everything I say and do
Twisted by their sickness they dance to their symphony of stupor
Some mumbling rhetoric about the coming of the Christ
Others screaming . . .
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December 10, 2007 07:51 AM EST --
I hate today and what I have become
For that matter, I also hate Las Vegas and L.A.
And the sin within their framework that perpetuates itself
Rotting the orange dawn of each new coming day
My life . . .
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December 19, 2007 08:59 AM EST --
Recluse for a reason or refuse of treason?
Ponderings for another day.
We tend to whatever solace we can salvage,
Temporarily Keeping the Hellhounds at bay.
Mired in a constant state of vigilance, . . .
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December 11, 2007 09:55 AM EST --
Dancing in the madness at the midnight mausoleum
The spirits yell their curses at a life that's so contrived
I feel their presence here but I just can't see them
There are no street signs to . . .
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April 10, 2008 07:37 AM EDT --
Breaking the old to obtain the new,
Boxed in and helpless, deranged by the lie
A cacophony head determined for a better view,
Led me to this place of deprecation and fire
Shattered dreams and . . .
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April 14, 2008 02:52 AM EDT --
I stand accused, redolent but refusing,
the actions beyond my comprehension.
Reprehensible concoction of mass idealization,
now your greatest ire is the result of your creation.
Character emotions . . .
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May 05, 2008 02:49 PM EDT --
The life lights were always too dim,
And I never wanted to swim,
In the darkness that floats up from within.
Waters cold clenching hands drag me down,
Dank bottom burrow laughing at me,
Beckons . . .
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December 21, 2007 08:42 AM EST --
Despondency sets in with its torrent of mixed emotion
Ill-fated harbinger of mental ambiguity
Smoldering the fires of imagination and creation
With its wet cloak of deception and misconceived notions . . .
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January 23, 2008 07:40 AM EST --
When all the dreams you held inside
Slowly fade, wither, and die
When the hope you viewed as a beacon light
Subsides and withdraws into the darkest night
Dwell in deep . . .
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January 31, 2008 08:17 AM EST --
Scrutinize my silent slumber
Induced by a magic number
There's plenty more where these came from
A living adventure, each and everyone
There's a magic number for when I'm up
And . . .
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January 04, 2008 05:09 PM EST --
There's a hole in me where my soul used to reside
Now the light can shine in, revealing all I tried to hide
Demons once quelled by darkness now run rampant
Scouring my mind with misplaced memories . . .
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January 25, 2008 06:51 AM EST --
Cellophane sirens always talking at me
Heads in the clouds, boisterous and too loud
Sometimes I wish it were yesterday when I feel like this
Touching hands over someone's heart, feeling a warm . . .
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January 31, 2008 11:06 PM EST --
The thoughts beseech my mind for the moment
Give us the words so we may come forth and torment
In the dark black recesses struggling to see through eyes
That have grown opaque and blind from death's . . .
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April 25, 2008 03:31 AM EDT --
Transcending midnights autumn cool clear,
Wind scurries brittle leaves in a cat and mouse ballet
No more burying the past, time to make it rise up and dance
Late night rendezvous in the heart of . . .
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May 15, 2008 10:50 PM EDT --
I died tonight, no mourners were there and I don't care
We gather together as a species unknown to each other
One hoping it won't turn out like the other
Sinful bastard you will always . . .
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December 19, 2007 11:52 PM EST --
Living embodiment of pestilence, I bow before your decadence
Vile words spew from the mouth of your pompous ignorance
Enslaving you to your vanity, hostess of verbal incontinence
In spite of the . . .
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