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Encompassed In What May Seem As Danger

A midnight stroll around the forest of which I’ve dared to take, maybe just to clear my head or so. Some may say that monsters and mythological monsters claim the forest by this hour, others worst than most. But what I see are tress swaying in harmony with the cool breeze that surround me.  

The forest isn’t what they all claim it to be, it’s somewhat enchanting – alluring. It drags you in like hypnosis that leaves you in a trance. As I dared to look up to the vast night sky, stars shimmering bright as if they appear to observe. As I ventured on and on wards, I hear noise – animal noises. It seems as if they are making a symphony of sounds or maybe a lovely poem recited of which differ in language but still in harmony. Sadly, my time comes to end. As I lay in the center of all this, I close my eyes and dared to slumber where I know that demons will appear.

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With Time We’ve Grown Upon Each Other

Our hands reach out
Aiming towards the vast sky
The unknown, a desire to discover
With you by my side, there’s always a tomorrow

Giggling and laughing at the most irrelevant
Backs to the soft lush green grass we lay upon
As time ticks by, I no longer take note
With you by my side, you’re all the time I need

The sounds around me silent and hush
All focus towards a single voice, yours
Words I’ve heard a thousand times, it’ll never get old
With you by my side, noise and silence I dare not need

Swirling fresh air that surrounds us
Brings the essence and peace within ourselves
But I do not need as such for
With you by my side, peace and serenity you bring

For times I am lost, alone and terrified
You guide me back safely and whole
For the times I lose control, outrageous and arrogant
You manage to calm and comfort me
For times I do not have an answer, ignorant and stubborn
You shed light into the truth
With you by my side, I am myself yet again

The more I figure you out, like a puzzle
Shedding truth to your unknowns
You have me falling deeper to your side
Like a seed fallen to the ground, you grew as a part of me
Like the soil of which you’re planted upon, I nurtured you
With you by my side, you are all I need.

You are my everything.

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Silent Prayers of One on the Brink of Relapse

Let me drown myself in music
Let the silence settle in
The beat thumping in stead
Breathing air within

As I yearn for control
For I start to lose myself
Chaos pacing ’round
Always on toes

Quietly they whisper
Tempting me as they may
All in play, silently I say
“Let me not hinder”

The past is past
Future has yet to come
Present is all that matters
Matters most for some

Let me drown myself in music
Let the silence drawn near
Ruin not what I ask
For the urge has come to a near

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I Stand Where My Feet Brings Me

I am lost
Yet to be found
Dwindling on roads
Crossroads I’ve bet on
Surviving by the nick
Hoping for the best

I’ve been staring empty spaces
Playing memories beyond I
Control I’ve forgotten
An animal I’ve mutated

Human? I may not
Living? May be
Dying? Ughh…
What am I then?

I tend to wonder
If so I may
Where do I stand?
But oh, my feet brought me here.

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Choice for the Long Shot

To be doomed at the doors of fate
Here I stand to feel the same disdain
Frozen is the air around me
Dry, is the air that breathes me

Voices that cause an uproar
Each of them distinct and their own
Different tones, different tongues
Different opinions to be told

It is an endless cycle
Painstakingly takes forever
Just one choice to decide
Just one word out my mouth

A choice that leads to endless possibilities
I for sure am not knowing of the future
Too much at stake, too much to lose
Too much with none, too much to gain
All these, for a choice.

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Reality of the Imaginary

To live in an imaginary world filled with happiness and peace is to: risk the company of others, those whom you’ve known, know and have yet to know; risk the enlightenment and pain they cause upon you, with knowing that they are what makes of you – what makes you discover your limits and go beyond it; risk the warmth of their embrace and their physical comfort or words that can touch your soul; risk the chance to discover more and venture to the infinite line; risk the chance to call the bets and make decisions; risk the chance to expect the unexpected. To live in such a world is to seclude yourself from the continuous growth of oneself.

It is a choice, an option that one may choose with free will for it is said that we live in a free country. The thought of the happiness and peace makes one feel untouchable and safe from destruction, but being safe will not let one progress. In fact, it prevents anyone from moving forwards.

A world chosen in imaginary is to replay the present over and over again, a broken record on repeat, never going back neither forward. The moment one chooses, knowledge within the being is the only foundation of the imaginary. It may different from time to time but as the sand continuously fall by the grain, different would not be ‘different’ no more.

A pattern such as A, B, C, D may be the original set, within it one may make more, such as: AB, ABCD, ABC, ABD, ACD, AD and etc. In the end, the pattern will stop until there is no more. That is when one starts to repeat the pattern; when different would not be ‘different’ no more.

One cannot benefit. One shall remain stuck.

The past, present and future – there will be no such thing. Birth and death will no longer coexist as one may know. Everything is just a time played upon the infinity.

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Subconscious Changes

I never really expected things to come to this, and I bet we all didn’t. Born as pure as we can be, first signs of life we are poisoned with lies among the people around us. A drop of blood which falls to the purest water there can be. As we continue to age, we grow wiser in each act we make and in each set back we encounter. But what we never notice is that, the wiser we grow the more vile we turn – vile in the sense of impurity from the truth.

Time continues to pass with death and rebirth in its path, nothing can stop it – nothing can prevent it. Every second, minute, hour, day, month, and years that we pass the more we die slowly. We start to lose something we’ve never found in the first place: ourselves. Ideas and beliefs forced upon us, limited choices, and a freedom we all should have, taken from us. Thus, we are forced to be molded to a mold that isn’t our bodies. The longer this continues, the more we lose the basics of humanity – the things that make us unique and human.

Like a bird in a cage, we are trapped in an invisible cage. Most may not notice until it’s too late, when the grasps of lies wrap their arms around one entirely, one is then blinded from the truth. What is the truth? What is the lie? Lies are considered fragments of truth while the truth are considered lies. They coexist within each other for a moment until the clock continues to pass then you see the difference, when it’s too late. The truth and the lie is most comparable to oil and water, at first glance they seem to join but after a while the oil will pass the water and float about it. If we look from above we only see the oil, translucent it is just like lies: fragments of truth. At first glance what we see the lie; it distorts us from seeing the truth for a while.

We all know lies are easier to accept while the truths are difficult to accept. Some may know better than to believe a lie but also know less that they accept the truth, so what does one do? Turn to ignorance of course. Sadly, lies are easier to believe than truth but reject both ideas – you ignore.

Ignorance may be considered to be an easy way out between the two, some may say it’s best and others may think other-wise. Admit it, we all have the tendency to turn to ignorance and well all have our fair share of it. An easy way out seems great at first but in the long run we all tend to hurt more than we’ve started out.

Just remember these few things:

Make your own mold, don’t try and fit into one.
See through the lies and not within one.
An easy way out doesn’t always make it to the end.