Tuesday, September 18, 2018

bypass

If you don't love her then leave her alone.

Don't make promises to her you know you don't  intend on keeping.

Don't  sit up in her loved one's faces and proudly profess feelings that you don't actually feel for her.

Don't take an oath to keep it real with her.
Don't waste her time.
Save your money and stop buying those lavish gifts.
Stop facetimetiming.
Stop texting and sexting.
Your not playing to win.
Your just playing.
If your just playing the game then explain the rules to her.
If don't love leave her.
Don't stay and mistreat her.
If your that bored get a hobby.
Think of something new you can do for a cheap laugh.
People are real... not toys.
If you know your not for real.

bypass.





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crazy days

You  your have goods
You have bad days.
Sometimes you can't even classify what a day is.
Stuck in a vortex of disillusion.
wrapped in blanket of anxiety.
Sometimes the deepest of breaths don't help you catch your breath.
You can't create a quite space because the voices in your head are too loud.
Pray about it.
Seek therapy.
meditate.
No. Rx's are defiantly answer.
Everyone's  such an expert.
Everyone wants to just how you hurt.
So quick to call you sick.
crazy.
mentally ill.
All theses labels just because on some days your not quite sure how to feel.
You know what's  even crazier than the situation going on in head.
The red flags other people see before you do.
You never once entrained the notion of hurting yourself or someone else.
Your just hurting.
Everyone has things they need to work on.
Embrace yourself.
Study yourself.
Know yourself.
 Love yourself.
Don't be afraid to conquer yourself by yourself.

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drip drop

Drip
drop.
Drip.
drop..
That's the sound most trickles of water makes.
The human body is 90% water.
Water is refreshing.
Water is invigorating.
Water is abundant.
Water is everywhere.


Too much of it can be devastating.
Too little of it can be deadly.


Drip.
drop.

Close your eyes and imagine being surrounded  by it and can't drink a drop of it.
Not being able to bathe in it.
Not being able to wade in it on a sweltering day.
Drip.
drop.
Drip.
drop.
Close your eyes again and imagine a whole city without any.
It's not too hard.
Its far away.
It's not in different country.
If you live in the Midwest its in your own backyard.


Drip
drop.
         drop.


     drip.




Where is it?
 A little  town called flint.


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CR HLH 08/18/18