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Many times in life something seems to raise from deep within our souls, a yearning for something more, something greater. We toss and turn trying desperatly to figure out what it is that our soul desires. Sometimes we think we've got it, only to once again get that strange but familiar call from within. What is it? What are we trying so hard to understand that we don't ever seem to be able to grasp? Peace? Willpower? Strength? Respect? Material Pleasures? Great carrers that we spend all our life's time working for...leaving no time for family, friends, hobbies? "If only I could...", "maybe if I tired...", "we'll just see what happens". Are any of these things that we think we must have bringing us any closer to what our souls are aching for? Are you aching now? Can you sleep at night? Are you the person you really are? Are you trying to be someone your not? Stop shitting on yourself. You are good enough just the way you are. If there is something about yourself that needs some work because you don't like it then change it, but you'll never be able to change who you really are for long. You'll keep coming back, like the damned charley horse at night! I bet you don't even know who you are. You've tried to be someone else for soo long that you arn't even here anymore. Your shell is existing but the soul inside has been pushed out, locked out for GOD knows how long. You need to stop listening to what other people think you should do, who you should be, and how you should act. Sit quietly, give yourself enough time alone so you can hear the part of you that is screaming, crying, longing to be set free again. You want out...it's you that is haunting you. Give it up cus you'll never be able to run from what is with you at all times.
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When you love someone, but they're gone forever. How do you carry on? Stay numb all the while losing peices of yourself as you go along. Let yourself feel, and wonder if the hurt will ever go away. I between has no feeling at all...just empty. Trying so hard to make memories go away, or trying soo damn hard just to remember. Watching life go by feeling unrelated to it all. Slipping into and out of what is happening around you soo damn fast that you don't have any real sense of what is really going on. Letting a little out here and there, but mostly covering up the feeling. The feeling of desperatly wanting to: Run and never stop, til it hurts soo bad that you can't breath. To scream such a non-stop scream that echos till the end of time. To cry till your throat feels like it's caving in on itself. To sleepso that you might wake up and find that it's all a dream. Wondering if you had done this or that, that it might just be different. To do anything at all possibal but to think. We carry on but life will never be the same....never.
Dawn McBride
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