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[Mc Hype]

This is the old me speaking...I put down the pills.
But I'm slowly weakening...do you know how it feels?
To be dependent on a substance, to substitute for this pain.
To pretend that love is nothing, Yet feel it rushing through veins.
I'm suffering, feeling drained, stumbling, through this change
Of loving you...no I can't. It's something I won't contain.
When all of this just erupted, adjusting drove me insane.
I didn't wanna be fucked with, I turned the whole world away.
I wanted to die, kill myself and cease to exist.
Swallow my pride, fix this hell, and feel peace in a ditch.
Cos loving you was all I knew, Now my heart is a mess
It's haunted with recalling you...and the start of us, yes
I honestly have thought this through, I want us again.
But the problems haven't solved themselves. We have yet to repent.
...And we won't, I know this is over
But try explaining that to my heart. It's the only organ that's sober
That thinks about you every-night, just getting lonelier...colder
When it dreams of making love to you and holding your shoulder.
Holding your hand, and taking pictures in bed
You don't understand, it hurts I fucking wish I were dead.
To the child we almost had. to the love that she brought
To those tears I wiped away, when they told us she's gone.
To the money we had saved, to the the future we'd drawn.
On that shredded piece of page, that you've seemed to forgot
It's almost like you moved away....I don't see you I'm lost
I recall the yesterdays, and feel the need to move on
But I can't...

[Hush]

Reads fluid
Would sound good out loud


Subject matter bores me

Mechanics were cool
Tho

[dead man]

You are alone

[dead man]

nah i actually really feel you for this one.

But try explaining that to my heart. It's the only organ that's sober

ouch.


i think you grew a bit melodramatic at times but what I'm discovering about cliches in terms of expressive writing is that we are really taught from the time we learn to read to think about abstract concepts, like love for example, in terms of cliches that have become popularized and sort of ingrained into our collective viewpoints. what is more difficult and praiseworthy is discovering unique ways to express it. using descriptive devices or vocabulary that hasn't been used already to convey the same sort of feeling.

you have a brutal honesty in your writing that drew me into this.

listen to bloodstain by unkle. the last 5 seconds or so. then you will understand my first post.

thanks.

[Greed]

I feels u dawg. Shit was straight.