who will reach my mind
so I can be who I want
by myself I ride.
who will reach my mind
so I can be who I want
by myself I ride.
For you, Thamior
electroshock therapy
I'd like to help you.
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Reading maketh a full man, conference a ready man, and writing an exact man. -Sir Francis Bacon
in the black darkness
there are no jokes or laughter
everything is less
philosophical.
ok so it's black humor
turn on a lightbulb
Reading maketh a full man, conference a ready man, and writing an exact man. -Sir Francis Bacon
There is no light on
there is no light waiting there
everything is gone
that is not the truth
Everything is still right there
You just need to look
you tell me to see
nothing lies before my eyes
and you are not me
no I am not you
but I do know how you feel
you can get through this
I've been through before
but this darkness is my own
its my painful sore
you've been through before
you can get though it again
Just relax and smile
I'll fine peace in sleep
perhaps the sleep eternal
but now I must leave
a good night to you
If you need to talk with me
I'll always be here
I know that you will
take that as my one smile
against all this ill
get better my friend
Things will always look brighter
in the morning light
One of my buddies
(believe it or not, I've friends)
Sounds so much like you
Or at least used to
but with some help he now knows
how great life can be
This friend that I have
Suffered and hated a lot
the things of this world.
When he was a child
His father died of cancer,
It tore him apart.
He locked his heart up.
He became very angsty,
you sound just like him.
He had two best friends
blow their brains out after school
and he still lived on.
Through high school deppressed,
from all these terrible pains...
We were very close.
I too was depressed,
and always very angry,
at the unfair world.
Mine was chemical
and they put me on Paxil
death in grey nothing.
Took he not one pill,
Smoked too much marijuana,
and wasted away.
I found happiness
In a simple love of life,
he found it in drugs.
Somehow I rubbed off,
he started loving the world
and dreaming with me.
Of a better place
after the darkness comes
where we could all smile.
So I stopped my meds
which really messed with my mind,
he kept smoking pot.
We both learned to smile.
But the story is not done,
unfortunately.
Last week, disaster.
His second father has died...
Different effects.
Brought them together,
a familly finally,
after years of great pain.
And he can still smile
He does every damned day,
because he loves life.
This shows my weakness,
by looking to his great strength...
In compare to me
He never once tried...
To take his own life. I did...
Simply chemicals.
That is my excuse...
And it was a long time past,
Many years ago.
I learned to love life
so I could teach it to him...
but he taught it me.
Anger and losses
fuel corruption in us
and into our minds
But just keep living
that is the best thing to do...
Just make it right through.
Life can get better,
as long as you can still smile...
I know how hard 'tis
But just keep trying
that is the best thing to do...
One day, smiles find you.
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