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Why the cold shoulder of society has hit me, for the life, love and sanity of this body has seem to falter along with the winter storms. tho spring has lept into life causing a stir in some of humanity, it has become dark and depressing for these eyes. Life has been a struggle since my childhood, yet I have pushed back out through writings and poetry to keep me sain, yet I am tired like all others, and the love and laughter of the world has turned into darkened rooms and quiet times. I thought life was become filled with light yet it seems another storm has covered me and yet does not want me to venture into a path of beauty and enlightenment. the struggle continues I guess.

Why does society dictate what we as humans must act and look like. For society has become an illusion of distrust. For the mirrors still lie as we gaze upon them. Humanity lies when we live among them. Yet the night is my escape for what little time I have in life besides the everyday mundane job I find my quality time in the nights everlasting embrace. I need more me time to do things I enjoy and miss. Much like the time here which I miss. Except the drama of society which much of the youth embrace.

Emptiness is all I find, Blank pages without the words that come to mind, my brain seems to have been in a fog that only none shall see. for the big oak doors seem to be shut for the words seem to escape from nothingness. The world seems chaotic in some sense and satisfying in others. yet the world seems like eggs in a shell without any yolks, lifeless and without the soul to push on.

Yet spring has somewhat appeared, my bulbs have shown their little fingers out of the cold ground, reaching for the sun that seems to play peek a boo with the clouds. yet the air is warmer and brings life to once brown slate of ground. life brings hope, life brings warmth, and life brings a new era of seasons.

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Lamadia79
21:22 Mar 11 2025

Lovely

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The thoughts in visions in my head take me to a place that I rather go yet society has drawn me back to continue its mundane hardship on me. My heart wants to be free like a wolf running among the trees, free and majestic in all its grace, baying on the moon he longs to catch but never does for it evades its every advance and runs to the next hill top. The wolf hopes soon it will stop running and play with him.

For when is a madman to be sane. This is a question I have encountered many times in my not yet sane world. For like a mouse that scurries around in the shadows of the kitchen floors, this is the way I feel like in this concrete maze we call earth. This DR. JEYKLE lives in one of the large wooden doors of my soul, and is released or comes to life when provoked. But for me it seems that this creature comes around when I’m scared of this outside world, for the slightest thing may trigger this madman to the surface. For I sometimes think that my emotions play a major role in his life force. For I think he would not exists without the fire in my heart to call him out. For he makes me blue, and enthralls my anger to a point in which; I myself am very scared to see. For no time in my life did such a beast rage within my soul. For I care for the weak and love those who need the love or romance which they are missing in their life. For I know my heart is good and yet this thing evolves and breaks the chains that bind it.

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Ankou
23:40 Mar 04 2025

I can relate to your thoughts.

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