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The Man Who Never Died All at Once — New Poems
I’ve lived a hundred lives, none of them simple. I died in corners no one looks — silent deaths, small fractures inside me, one after another, like cracks spreading through glass. But somehow, I kept getting back up — bloodied, bruised, but never broken. Pain twisted itself into blueprints, wounds spun into sharp ideas. I…
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In the Wake of Silence — Jaded
Silence is the loudest thing in the wake of everything I’ve said. The words hang in the air, unspoken, untouched, and I wonder if I’ll ever hear them again. But the silence speaks in ways the words never could, and I listen— even when there’s nothing left to say.
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The Unspoken Backdrop — Jaded
Love is something that makes us feel the happiest alive, but it can lie. When you think you’ve found someone, yet you’re left trying to forget. Days slip by, and still, you miss them. You sit in the past, letting it mold your well-being. What’s better in yourself? Who you were then? Nothing, actually. Tell…
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Inferno — Phoenix Heart
My heart is ticking its last breath for a cause from years ago, no longer shedding a tear, but quenching the flames of anger before your satire becomes a satanic regret.
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I Closed This Book — Phoenix Heart
They acted like they could burn out your light bulb. Like they knew our make and model. It’s a tragedy, jealousy. It started at birth, masked with daily doses of pharmaceuticals and traumatic damage that turned the family into my abuser. Undergoing the worst of the pandemic of post-traumatic stress, I shook through my whole…
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Shattered heart… — An Inconvenient Attachment
Shattered heart… then life feels over. The best of friends gave me the world. I couldn’t grasp how good it was. Leaving you, leaving the memories.
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I left myself to be with you, — An Inconvenient Attachment
I left myself to be with you, surpassing the worst in mind that kept telling me this was bad… listen to your heart.
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I Am a Fish — Freedom
I wonder if I will ever escape. I hear tapping noises. I see fingerprints on my glass bowl. I want to be free. I am a fish. I feel nothing at all. I touch something smooth. I worry if the cat will get me. I am a fish. I understand that I am stuck here…
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What do you enjoy most about writing? — Journal Entries 2023
To help some of the people, places, and things as they find themselves in the battles within themselves. Don’t count your chickens before they hatch. Nothing is ever 100%. In other words—99.9%. That 0.1% can be the challenge in itself.
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Pride Is Now His Craft — Journal Entries 2023
If the world had an end date, then it would have completed its course. Becoming self-aware of his own pride, he has become the master of his craft. He can tell the stories that led up to this achievement. Understand: there’s always an evil eye that expels. Just don’t become their product.
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Yeeet — Journal Entries 2023
The people, places, and things are easily his muse. Yet the catch-22 is, they easily create the triggering attacks.
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What positive emotion do you feel most often? — Journal Entries 2023
The ability to correct the fiction stories told by the people, places, and things. I guess: pride.
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I Am the Power to My Name, Don’t Create False Facts — Journal Entries 2023
They pressed him on pending charges. The people, places, and things turned on him, like the press knows anything about accuracy. They pressed him on pending charges. He knew it was all intended. The people, places, and things now beg for his forgiveness.
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Reverse Psychology to the Point — Journal Entries 2023
Imagine being so insecure you made a game plan to convince the people who could potentially take his life away. Imagine being so sure the game plan would be completed. Never underestimate someone’s worth based on your own self-worth. It just ends with the victim becoming the suspect.
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How do you plan your goals? — Journal Entries 2023
This goal was achieved. My friend asked me what type of author I want to be. I said, “The Adele of books.” …Moments later: the poem I wrote in blue—same tone. AI—same tone. I believe AI got beat?
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Remember You, When You Ask Yourself Why You Want to End You — Journal Entries 2023
They provided legal documentation to move forward. He sorrowed to them with low esteem, ending with “it takes two to tango” distraught thoughts. They grouped together more. They found the power to end him— or so they thought. The people, places, and things. Watch for tone, action, and how they view “the boy who cried…
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To Be Talked About Is to Win — Journal Entries 2023
As I left the nest, I started to explore the world, which I thought was to create shelter, food, and medical care. Imagine the simplicity of three major keys to everyday living. As I left the nest, I thought, Yes, I’m finally free. “Such a force of freedom was expressed.” If life had been handed…
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I Am Your Daily Reminder — Journal Entries 2023
As I become your morning-routine thoughts, your evil spell is shielded by my intelligence. See with me: Rare is my new favorite character. To be different, to be talked about, and to be hated. Ever heard of reverse psychology? Her Majesty once said, “Look what you made me do.” Yeah, that’s right. That’s my table.…
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Always Remind Them of Your Disclaimer — Journal Entries 2023
As he simmers through the process of your thoughts— he warned you of his plans. Don’t act soapy when his karma comes to your attention.
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What brings you peace? — Journal Entries 2023
A bit of a triggering question. I guess when you spend a lot of time alone, you end up figuring out you are the only person who can calm your nerves.
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Idk Anymore — Journal Entries 2023
Getting used to a new custom, built by the version of yourself that seeks a better you, seems to push the backstabbing further into my back. Getting used to a certain custom while meeting hopeful beginnings has made me more unpopular.
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To Be Present or Not — Journal Entries 2023
Just because they said no, don’t go crying wolf. Life will always continue. We are just memories, matched with such high egos. Become a purpose, or shut up.
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The Climax Point — Journal Entries 2023
I’ve been at my dream since fifteen. I’m twenty-six. I’m at the climax point. Believe me when I say, “Ego will bring on the evil eye. Stay grounded; remember your goal.”
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What profession do you admire most and why? — Journal Entries 2023
Profession—to answer this with imagery: [Here the original quotes the “old Taylor can’t come to the phone” line from Taylor Swift.] Mogul. To help others—to be that name that all need, at least… here and there.
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I’m Full *burp* — Journal Entries 2023
As you try to destroy your own pride by thinking your words are effective, I believe the winner has been announced.
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Careful, Now — Journal Entries 2023
I see that evil eye on your hateful faces. Soon I’ll be the mogul you’ll need to purchase. Don’t become prey to me. I like to fish. Once it’s time for gutting, that won’t be me— I have others for that.
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Pending — Journal Entries 2023
The climax of this assumed depressed soul. You played your games that you thought you could be better at. I won before even saying “Ready, set, go.” Not even ego came to light. But your eyes were more noticeable than the raising of those eyebrows at the shocking results of my abilities.
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2023 Society Update: Empty Empathy — Journal Entries 2023
We walk around like we know the meaning of the word love. If we didn’t, there’d be more love stories.
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If you were going to open up a shop, what would you sell? — Journal Entries 2023
Hire an artist who understands the basics of my poetic writing. Canvas, posters, books, and mental health services as cheap as $5.00… for all. A bit of a dream, I mean… a goal, a desire, a law of attraction?
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I Am a Spoof to the People, Places, and Things? — Journal Entries 2023
Nighttime creeps upon the weary man, hoping for a quick chat with folks he comes across. Nighttime creeps upon the weary man, hoping for a quick chat. A hopeful friendship is read upon purchase.
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I Am Not Snow White — Journal Entries 2023
As you make assumptions about my daily tasks, swag, outlook, and accomplishments, it entertains the ego of oneself. That oneself is me.
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Oui — Journal Entries 2023
Last night I asked my friend, “Why is it that I get told it’s ‘so much drama…’ while explaining a question that they asked?” He looked at me with tears.
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