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My Addiction

My addiction is a deadly one. One, I'm not sure I can kick.
With or without the drug in my body, I become all kinds of sick.
I can't break the nasty habit, can't seem to just say no.
I'm disgusted with myself, feel so dirty and so low.

I can't seem to find the self control to leave that drug alone.
It's filling my soul with darkness and turning my heart to stone.
It started real out slow and progressed intensely over time.
I got so consumed and screwed up by this sickening addiction of mine.

The cravings got so bad. The drug was wearing off too quick.
Now I had to be high all the time to keep myself from getting sick.
Enough was no longer enough anymore. My cravings never seemed to ease. So So I had to take even more of the drug, to feed the starving deadly disease.

It started to control me, taking over my body and mind.
It almost took full possession, to it would be forever confined.
I finally got to a point, where I thought I might OD.
I knew if I kept going this way, it would be the death of me.

So I tried getting myself sober. A new start , living my life clean.
But the painful withdrawal involved suffering, severe and quite obscene.
The side effects much worse then the drug I kept on using.
Making the battle for sobriety one I might be losing.

See the drug that I was taking, the toxic substances I needed to ingest.
That consumed me so completely and had me so obsessed.
Was LOVE, an addiction with no rehab. There is no pill or miracle cure.
It may not have killed me, but it destroyed me that's for sure.

So now I vow for the rest of my life,
my drug taking days have come to an end.
Love will never be that bitter pill,
I become addicted to ever again.

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Unspoken Words

UNSPOKEN WORDS 

Actions will always speak the words you don't want to say. They also reveal every move planned in the game that you play. 

Don't let words try to prove that love is real. Action show me it's just more pain that won't heal.

Don't say I'm deserving and worthy of love. When your actions just make me feel not good enough.

Don't use words of desire and deep affection. Your actions are saying I should prepare for rejection.

Don't keep telling me you want to be with me, when your actions are screaming you want to be free. 

Don't tell me you love me and make me cry. Your actions show me your words are a lie.

Say what you mean and mean what you say. When your actions don't match it's a dead giveaway.

To save drama and heartbreak, tell the truth right away. Actions will always speak louder than words you don't say.

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You Can'T

You can't…
Break what is already broken.
You can't…
End what never began.
You can't…
Go back in time and change things
You can't…
Reset and start over again

You can't…
Be born into a different family
You can't…
erase all the abuse
You can't…
Just accept that you deserved it.
You can't…
Keep being their excuse.

You can't…
Take back all the tears you cried.
You can't…
Mend your broken heart.
You can't…
Keep on fake smiling
You can't….
Keep hiding your torn apart.

You can't….
Keep thinking that you're worthless.
You can't….
Keep thinking you're to blame.
You can't…
Keep hating yourself.
You can't…
Keep feeling the shame.

You can't…
Ever forget what happened.
You can't…
Stay stuck in your past.
You can't…
 Deny yourself a chance
You deserve to be happy at last!

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I'M Old

It sucks getting old wouldn't you say.
You wake up tired almost everyday.

Your joints hurt, your muscles ache.
Pills for arthritis you now have to take.

Your bones begin to creak and crack.
Can't stand up straight cuz
 you're now a hunchback.

You sneeze and a little pee starts to seep.
Adult diapers are not very cheap.

A once kind mirror will now criticize,
With wrinkles and dark circles under your eyes.

A head full of hair that has now turned gray.
Great great grandchildren with whom you play.

I'd be the first one in to tell you the truth.
If there really was a fountain of youth.

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Part of Two

I may walk upon the Earth no more.
You may not be able to see my face.
But we are bound together with a bond
that can't be broken by time or space.

The very day that you were born,
A piece of me was given to you.
The one that was inside of me,
Became a part of two.

That piece contained, a bit of heart,
A bit of soul and a bit of my mind.
And for the rest of all eternity.
That piece would be yours and mine.

My soul became part of you.
To help mold who you become.
Knowing without a doubt,
You will grow to be a beautiful one.

When you look into the mirror,
You will always see a trace,
Of the part of me I gave you.
In the reflection of your face.

I will now live through you 
and I will watch you blossom and grow.
Connected through the piece of me,
I gave to you, long ago.

So not even for a second,
Will we truly be apart.
You always feel my love for you,
In that piece of me in your heart.

I want you to always remember,
That one in me became two.
You're forever a part of me,
I'm Forever a part of you.

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Why Would I

Why would I give up someone
who cares for me,
for someone who never did?
Why would I give up someone
who shows me off,
for someone who kept me hid?
 
Why would I give up someone
who thinks I'm worth it,
for someone who said that I'm not?
Why would I give up someone
who doesn't hurt me,
for someone who hurt me a lot?

Why would I give up someone
who compliments me,
Someone who treats me with respect.
For someone who always downgraded me.
My wants and needs, 
always met with neglect.

Why would I give up someone 
who's there for me.
For someone who was never there at all?
Why would I give up talking
 to someone everyday.
For someone who, said I'm not
even worth a phone call.

Why would I give up someone
who doesn't disappear,
in my life they choose to stay.
For someone who everytime we got close, 
would turn and run away.

Why would I give up someone
honest and faithful. 
Someone to me who is true.
Why would I ever give up him,
And go back to someone like you.

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Disposable Girl

Her parents abused her, then threw her away.
Sixteen foster homes wouldn't let her stay.
No place where she belonged could be found.
No home for the girl no one wanted around.

Her siblings would eventually disown her too.
She never existed as far as they knew.
Her friends were all users who would all go.
When to them she finally learned to say NO!

The men would use her for money or sex.
Then as quick as they came they moved onto the next.
Or with no reason at all they would disappear one day.
An I'm cheating on you their goodbye text would say.

No one person in her life would stay.
Either they would run, disappear or throw her away.
At the end she was left all alone in this world.
Because to everyone she was just the disposable girl.

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Trespasser

Pain you don't have squatters rights. This is not where you belong. So hurry up and pack your things. Disappear yourself, be gone. 
Why you came here to begin with, is something I don't know. You came here uninvited. Now I'm demanding that you go. The fact that you're not wanted here. Should be obvious to see. You need to quit trying to stall and get off my property.
If you don't go now I will have to take action of a different course. I'll invoke my anger and remove you from here by force.
Once you leave don't come back. Your squatting here has come to an end. Don't you ever trespass on my property again.

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Complete Compatibility

We had a crazy kind of love.
So full of fun, so wild.
Two grown adults who
brought out, the others inner child.

From the very first night we met.
We felt an attraction so strong.
Together every free second,
From that moment on.

We would go four wheeler riding
in the pouring rain.
It didn't matter to me at all,
my clothes ruined by mud stains.

I bought a small SUV,
which became a BAHA truck.
We would plow through those
trails.
Only once did we get stuck.

Charged the Ford F-250 threw the woods.
After the trails were sealed off.
It's a good thing you knew the coal cop.
$6,000 in fines we'd have lost.

We took the tracker straight up black . 
I kept saying under my breath.
Oh my God we're going to flip.
I was completely scared to death.

I held my breath the whole way up.
And again as we declined.
The fact that we did not flip.
Completely blew my mind.

Out to the Stockton stripping hole,
With blow up tubes and beer.
Let's build a slingshot on a tree,
And launch the beer from here.

Running around crowds of strangers.
At a concert or a show.
Showing our craziness.
To people we don't know.

Oh my God four loco.
We should never touch again.
That's when the crazy of crazy,
Would bringing the nights end.

Office chair races just for fun.
Down the steep hills of town.
Praying not to break our necks,
Before we made it down.

The water porn party,
And the look on Jesse's face.
When he arrived home to the party
We had completely trashed the place.

And oh my God Red Boone's farm…
Picked up at the hotel by Russ's dad.
Was one of our most famous stories,
That one still gives me a laugh.

I loved our compatibility. 
Such similar interests that we shared.
The auctions and the second hand store.
Unfortunately a fun adventure failed.

It's sad to say our crazy love, 
and wild times. 
Job relocation made sadly end.
In an instant and a heartbeat.
I would do it all again.

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Good Monster

This is a very sad story,
at least it was very sad to me.


There was this lovely woman.
That even after they broke her soul.
She continued to fight and fight.
A story about her should be told.

She had this heart inside her,
shattered beyond repair.
Yet she still had kindness in her,
even through all her dispair.

She saw good in people.
Good that did not exist.
She even saw a caring hand,
in an aggressive angry fist.

She gave to many chances to those,
who were never deserving of one.
When they left her damaged,
the chances they gave her were none.

Capable of loving a monster,
forgiving mistreatment again and again.
To have everyone accusing her
of being the monster in the end.

She showed kindness and love to others.
She got used and abused in return.
She would still treat them the same.
No matter how many times she got burned.
 
The good will go unnoticed,
overlooked with no reward.
But the bad will always be seen,
remembered, never ignored.

The girl with the huge heart kept caring.
The good inside her no one could see.
The monsters treated like a monster. The world treated with such cruelty.

In the end her huge heart
ended up completely broke. 
Her dream of returned love and kindness.
To them was just a joke.

So her story is a very sad one.
Misjudged, belittled and criticized.
When she deserved to be loved,
she got ignorantly demoralized.