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I prayed today. in Reality is never really real.
I prayed for a deadly painful disease to strike me. I prayed for a stray car to run me over. I prayed to fall asleep in the bath tub. I prayed to slip down the flight of stairs and land “wrong”. ...
Divorce in Reality is never really real.
I finally brought up the topic of divorce to my husband. It seems lately we cause more harm than good for each other, though he disagrees with that statement. I’m not entirely sure it’s not mostl...
Selfish Entitlements in Reality is never really real.
I am so sick of people feeling like they have a life that is worth bitching about. I hate watching as people share memes related to tragedies, how they complain about their past and solicit sympa...
eh tu, Brute? in Reality is never really real.
My brothers been staying with my father. The same father who molested, berated, and abused us. The same father i dedicated my entire life to keeping him from. The same father that has induced su...
Memories That Huant Me (Trigger Warning) in Reality is never really real.
When I was young, my father and only guardian was often gone for what seemed like weeks at a time. The only testament to him still living in the run down house we occupied, were the meals I had l...
Some Lines From Poe in Reality is never really real.
But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing farther then he uttered—not a feather then he fluttered— ...
Poem #5: Souls As Currency in Reality is never really real.
Souls as Currency I hover between what is real, and what is not. My mind seems trapped, forever lost in hauntingly deep thought For once in my life, I just wish to be A creature of perfect, si...
Poem #4: A Tempest Soul in Reality is never really real.
Watch the lightning, spiderweb, across the midnight sky. The hairs on your arm stand on end, and beg for you to fly. The rolling clouds call your name, and the crackling energy in the breeze, yo...
A Twisted Valentine in Reality is never really real.
I wish i could say my Valentines day went great: I wish i could brag about it and look back later and remember it fondly. but not this one, i won’t. I had originally forgot it was valentines day...
Why Am I Disintegrating in Reality is never really real.
Every day has become worse rather than better. The old tricks dont work like they used to. My husband is always scared to talk to me now, and un-happy. He says im always angry and nothings ever g...
The Undying Witch in Reality is never really real.
Does it bubble up inside? Or slowly seethe within Does it cower down below, And only strike now and then? Does it hide silently: allowing just enough time to forget? Is it then it rears it’s ugl...
And another poem i forgot to post: in Reality is never really real.
The Rains Serenade I stand looking up at the rain, whith rivluts running down my body in a small stream. I let the water claim me as its own, while inside I silently scream. Old freinds the r...
A poem i forgot to post: in Reality is never really real.
The Lunar Children The crow caws his song softly, and the owl coos her response, while the moon hovers full, and it’s ghostly glow taunts. It shimmer and shines, and plays in the dark, it calls t...
Rules To Play By; So You Don't End Up Hurt in Reality is never really real.
-Your never as important as you think you are. -Always prepare for the worse possible outcome. -Always remember humans are selfish creatures. Including yourself. -To believe or hope is to be ni...
How Do You Say It Was Too Little Too Late in Reality is never really real.
How do you tell someone that even though they tried, it wasn’t good enough for you. How do you tell someone that in the end, it was over before they tried to fix it? How do you make someone under...
