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posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 07:14 PM
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Some say I ought to give up,
Looking for real love,
And just take any tail that comes my way,
Some say that I'm just washed up,
That this world ain't about love,
It's just about surviving come what may,
Well ain't it all depressing,
When even friends are oppressing,
Ones way of life,
And ain't this life a hardship,
When all you have to feel it,
Is the balancing act on the knife,

Don't it make you heartsick,
When the ladies fall in love with dicks,
Rather than seeing your poets soul?
Don't you find yourself,
Wishing for your own health,
That you could just fall into a hole?
And doesn't it frustrate you,
When the universe castrates you,
And makes you fill an unfillable role?

Well it's damned near killing me,
It's one thing to live so free,
But another to live all alone,
Absent any feeling,
For so long it leaves me reeling,
As I stumble my way home,
And don't think that I can't see it,
Trust me-I can perceive it,
Despite these beer goggles I have on,
Don't think that I don't wonder,
Which moment as I wandered,
It was that I went so wrong.

Oh I could second guess myself,
Until it became bad for my health,
But that's not the way I roll,
I'm twistedly determined,
Until I know it firmly,
To prove wrong those who said,
That I will never be whole.




posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 07:19 PM
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a reply to: TrueBrit Good Post Bro! Well written. Look for the best and you will surely find it



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 07:20 PM
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That needs putting to music Brit. Bloody well crafted.



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 07:33 PM
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a reply to: SprocketUK

Thanks SprocketUK, and visitedbythem.

Just one of those evenings, you know?



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 07:46 PM
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a reply to: TrueBrit

It's fantastic!

But makes me sad.

I hope you find what you are looking for some day.


But that's not the way I roll,
I'm twistedly determined,
Until I know it firmly,
To prove wrong those who said,
That I will never be whole.


That is perfect!




posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 07:50 PM
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Very nice, I agree with Sprocket, needs music behind it, preferably a little chugga-chugga!



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 07:59 PM
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a reply to: JinMI

I love a little chugga chugga, although I have written verses better suited to that sort of thing.

A little acoustic bass and a penny whistle might do for this one!



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 08:05 PM
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a reply to: TNMockingbird

Cheers TNMockingbird.

I am sorry it made you sad. Given that the most operative word in my user name is True, I am not going to lie to you...I am finding it very hard to stay motivated. My friends tell me that what I am looking for does not exist, and everything about my circumstances tells me that, if I did find what I am looking for, I would be unworthy of having it.

To be honest, I am having a terrible bloody time, and I don't know what to do. All I have is the ability to express myself lyrically really. It's absolutely the only thing that gives me any release at all, and even that fact chills my heart.

I know it is possible to be lonelier than I am, but for the life of me and the love of God, I just cannot actually conceptualise how that could be.



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 08:13 PM
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a reply to: TrueBrit

I'd listen to that! Bagpipes rarely hurt either.




posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 08:15 PM
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originally posted by: TrueBrit
a reply to: TNMockingbird
Cheers TNMockingbird.
I am sorry it made you sad. Given that the most operative word in my user name is True, I am not going to lie to you...I am finding it very hard to stay motivated. My friends tell me that what I am looking for does not exist, and everything about my circumstances tells me that, if I did find what I am looking for, I would be unworthy of having it.
To be honest, I am having a terrible bloody time, and I don't know what to do. All I have is the ability to express myself lyrically really. It's absolutely the only thing that gives me any release at all, and even that fact chills my heart.
I know it is possible to be lonelier than I am, but for the life of me and the love of God, I just cannot actually conceptualise how that could be.


You live in such a big place with so many people and I can't imagine that there isn't those who fit your criteria.

Are you, subconsciously, sabotaging yourself?
Could you be denying yourself happiness?
You said that if you found that person, you may be unworthy. Have you set the bar so high that no one can ever reach it?

I wish you well, my friend, you know that!



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 08:17 PM
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a reply to: JinMI

Well, we can go full on Celtic folk rock with an electric guitar edge, traditional drumming and tone structure, with wailing harmonies and soul shattering pipe melodies. God...it would be like corkscrewing ones heart out...

Great plan!



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 08:19 PM
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a reply to: TrueBrit

Might come close to match the power behind your words.

Hope you find what your looking for man.
There's a reason lighthouse don't go looking for ships.



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 08:20 PM
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a reply to: TNMockingbird

I have no idea anymore. Between one thing and another, I barely have time to tie my boots, leave alone figure out the answers to the deeper problems I am having.

I appreciate your well wishes though!



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 08:20 PM
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originally posted by: TrueBrit
a reply to: JinMI

Well, we can go full on Celtic folk rock with an electric guitar edge, traditional drumming and tone structure, with wailing harmonies and soul shattering pipe melodies. God...it would be like corkscrewing ones heart out...

Great plan!


That would be a song to drink a lot of whiskey to. (the e in whiskey was intentional, I always favour the Irish stuff when I want to get emotional)



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 08:23 PM
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a reply to: SprocketUK

Amen to that.

I am not a whiskey man myself. Too pirate for my own good... It's a measure of rum for me, but it does the same thing. Gets the feelings up by the surface, where I and my feelings cannot hide from one another.



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 08:24 PM
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a reply to: TrueBrit

Half a bottle of Woods and I'll fight the world




posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 08:25 PM
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wrong thread lol

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posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 08:25 PM
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a reply to: SprocketUK

Let me guess,whole bottle and all you can fight is gravity?

:p



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 08:31 PM
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originally posted by: TrueBrit
a reply to: SprocketUK

Let me guess,whole bottle and all you can fight is gravity?

:p


Gravity wins every time



posted on Jun, 23 2016 @ 09:46 PM
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I have to say that with all your amazing attributes, I find it hard to believe that some woman hasn't claimed you as her own and been proud to do so. Great poem! You are indeed worthy of someone special my friend. Perhaps love shall find you when you least expect it. I wouldn't give up just yet True, not with that warrior's soul dear Sheddite.
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