Self-prophesied aches chase me
Like they are never going to stop
Ghosts from the past materialize
Wearing sheets stained long ago
Moaning
From the pain I’ve caused
Forgive me future for I have
Forsaken the dwellers within
Creatures created from my thoughts
Expectations and condemnations
Appearing like a phantom symphony
Bellowing life from distended bellies
Initiated
By the trouble I’ve caused
Forgive me future for I have
Forsaken the dwellers within
The soul absorbs morning’s fear
For deeds that can’t be undone
Where desires are lost to death
And darkness swallows the sun
Driven
By the tears I’ve wept
Forgive me future for I have
Forsaken the dwellers within
Nowhere left to run
No reason left to live
I give away all my visions
My dark and light collisions
Overwhelmed
By the damage I’ve done
Forgive me future for I have
Forsaken the dwellers within
HASTYWORDS 
Very good!
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I can relate to this piece very deeply. in ways i wish i did not.
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Found your blog by chance and began looking around, decided to follow like your posts. Still relatively new to blogging.
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Welcome. Im happy to meet you. Email me if ever you need anything. Hastywords@gmail.com
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Snow Patrol said it better than I ever could : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GrpSjXo6ah0
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the poem is epic… but that picture… sexy and scary… frerkin’ awesome sausage with extra chunks of awesome gristle and awesome gravy on top!
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I’ve felt like this lately. Love it.
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Reblogged this on Underground Energy.
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Yes!
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