

A Contemplation on EmotionsEmotions are easily describable in one word: Indescribable . They are containable only inside a soul And have be let out for fresh air every Tuesday. And they like French bread. Not that crappy American stuff.A Contemplation on Emotions
Emotions are explorers. They never like to go the same way twice. Emotions are like cockroaches. They always bring a group of diseased friends. Emotions are like Van Gogh. They are only half-listening to you. They are also like bills and only arrive when you don't need them.
Emotions are great lovers. They really get into relationship


Conversation on secret pain Please remember that I am only human.Conversation on secret pain
I try to piece together the fragments of myself
In quiet solitude. I keep this pain inside So that it won't disturb you.
Most of the time
But some days, I just can't help myself Or stop the turmoil of the emotions That live inside of me and just want- Just want to get out. To be open and honest with themselves And breathe all this open air That really isn't fresh at all, anymore.
And it's not your fault.
You didn't create this outburst. You didn't cause these tear


My False FaceThis is my False Face. My disguise. My cloak of shadows To expose the lie That you keep insisting on maintaining Despite the obvious hypocrisy of it all.My False Face
I know that you are hurting. Hell, we all are. We've all got our private traumas, Our secret scars that we wear on our faces Right in front of everyone else.
"Look at me! I'm in pain!" they scream. But none of us hear. We're all too wrapped up in our own selves, Nursing the self-inflicted wounds, Tearing away the scabs so they can never heal.
But at the same time We wear
And thanks for the watch and fave.
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"The universe is like a great echo chamber: sooner or later what you send out comes back." -Peale
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"I hate to break it to you, but being a coward is not a legitimate career." - The Dutch Courage, The Spill Canvas
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