The loneliness is back with a vengeance, I haven't got a strong enough mind to avenge this. The drooping of my sagging sanity does not relate to anyone; but only to me.
Tears leave the corners of my eyes like waves of sadness, the transient nature of my tears is madness!
So full and over flowing like a bottle of coke, my mind runs like an athlete through a smoggy type smoke.
Relative emotions are present in close range, my body is exhausted, why won't this change?
A helping hand would be nice with some of this pressure, full steam ahead is the antidote of measure.
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Author:
amosj (
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- Category: Sad
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You brought the words to life for me ..a great work .
Thank you.. I'm glad you like it.
"A helping hand would be nice with some of this pressure, full steam ahead is the antidote of measure."
I hope your wish would become reality and your reality would look like a dream.
Oh,my body is exhausted,too but my spirit runs wild🏃🏃🏃🏃
Go on write something optimistic.... Take care.
Thank you for that, however I only transcribe the way I feel onto paper, that is the only way I know how to express my sadness. I also publicize it to keep myself and others optimistic as it feels less lonely when someone else can relate.
It is almost like my writing relieves/soaks up the pessimism or so to speak.
I always feel a lot better afterwards.
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