Does pain lend itself to creativity, it sure as hell lets you know your still among the living and trapped in a fickle body that you cant even control, knocked out by the three main points, chest, throat and head, i'm still reminded how weak i am, and that if my body wants to get sick then i can do nothing but give in and say, "ay have fun but clean up when ya done.", and when it wants to get better all i can do is say "welcome back, how was your trip?"
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In the Garden of Solitude
T he stillness where shadows whisper, I wander the garden of my solitude, Amongst the withered petals of hope, Fear blooms like a nig...
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good days and bad, waves of emotions blending into each other, fueled by loneliness, caffeine, stress, worry and overthinking, trying to f...
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T he stillness where shadows whisper, I wander the garden of my solitude, Amongst the withered petals of hope, Fear blooms like a nig... -
There are so many addictions out there, but why??? I think primarily it has to do with peoples inability to enjoy the silence of the present...
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