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Gavin Anderson Poem
Happiness is a fleeting moment of bliss, when I long for your summer soulful kiss.
Awaiting the day our paths may entwine, away from life's, to where love can shine.
I dream of the peace only you can bestow in your glow, I find solace, where wildflowers grow.
Amongst the sizzling sunrays that dance on my skin.
I yearn for the warmth of those days once again.
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Gavin Anderson Poem
Happiness Is a virtue a seed gently sown.
From the swinging, swaying whispers of your inner tone.
Your heart a preacher, a guide through the night.
Excelling as teacher, bringing shadows to light.
As thoughts twist and turn, like dancers in play.
They run and they hide from their dismay.
Inner demons bellow, fears take their stance.
Clashing and battling, disrupting your one and only chance.
But deep in chaos, an uncaring inner child awaits.
Yearning for peace, breaking down gates.
Embrace the unhinged, let the light shine through.
In the struggle for happiness, your spirit renews.
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Gavin Anderson Poem
Scatterbrain, I refrain from learning, yearn for better days.
But alas, I feel dumb and dull, like unused clay.
Refusing to mould into something you desire.
If only you knew the struggle I bear, all you do is point and stare, I do declare that this worlds just unfair.
With each shame and blame, I regress in my fight.
With each shame and blame, I regress in my murk filled mind.
Just a dark grey cloud debating aloud in the night.
I scratch and I claw, amidst living yet dead.
Fearing the glares that leave me filled with dread.
Pointing and poking, awaiting for my fall.
Hoping i bow out in disgrace to it all.
My inner demons whisper cruel, careless words.
Berating my spirit, leaving me unheard.
Yet here I lie awake, seeking a break, from this scatter brain maze that
makes my heat ache.
Searching for peace in the chaos I've spun.
Yearning for light, for the battle to be won.
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Gavin Anderson Poem
Smile for me, let's flip that frown.
Pause the restless journey, turn it around.
In the glow of the sunset, let worries cease,
Where the winds may lead, find a moment of peace.
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Gavin Anderson Poem
Why do I cast away this mind that constantly reminds me I'm worthless.
No charm, no clever catch phrases- I'm left feeling ill-equipped.
To face the pressure that I cannot measure.
Each reminder making me feel worthless.
I sometimes forget that every day comes with problems.
Yet every problem has a solution.
But it's my cross to bear.
But I just hating to have to sit and stare and ponder that I'm worthless.
But these solutions seem to much to care;
Perhaps I wasn't prepared for this heavy feeling.
I hold no ill will, but still, everyday reminds me I'm worthless.
Feeling dreary and drained, I've finally reached my limit.
It amazes me that I still exist but I guess ignorance is bliss.
But everytime I take aim at life I miss I guess I'm just worthless.
My only wish is to find a life worth living.
Worth breathing and fighting for.
A way to escape the judgement of others.
No matter who they are.
I feel the need to break free.
For this is no lie-everyday, I'm made to feel worthless.
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Gavin Anderson Poem
I arose, hoping to keep my eyes closed, ignoring the sights and sounds of neurological discrimination.
What becomes of this world if I feel withheld, admist a landscape of devoid or justice or reason, my view unexplored.
This world has me shaking, it feels me with vile hate.
It's not about black and white, nor the height of our fellow man.
I'm sick of this need for social greed.
Forgotten are the struggles of those who quietly stand ideally by.
What about my pain?
What about my strain?
Yet here I remain burdened by this neurological chain.
This is my voice these are my issues.
But I'll endure the murmurs and whispers that arise.
It's my problems, my struggles, but I just can't contain.
This bleek, black feeling of empty thoughts and unexplained pain.
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Gavin Anderson Poem
In twilight's hush, where dreams entwine.
The world sleeps on, while I align.
A weary heart, yet still I find,
Within the night, my thoughts unwind.
In Shadows deep, the whispers call,
And dance with dreams that own the night.
I'm just a day sleeper in the dark,
Chasing visions, igniting a spark.
The dawn will break; I'll fade from view,
Yet in this dream, I'm still with you.
A fleeting moment, sweet and rare,
In endless night, I find you there.
I'm just a day sleeper in the dark,
Chasing visions, igniting a spark,
When morning comes and shadows flee,
I'll close my eyes and long to be
in twilight's hush, where dreams entwine.
A day sleeper, lost in time.
I'm just a day sleeper in the dark,
Chasing visions, igniting a spark.
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I find I regret less and less, especially when I've lost my own respect.
Everyone seems to avoid me; no one wants to be near.
I feel more and more lifeless, longing to thrive but trapped inside this deprived prison of my mind.
My thoughts are a puzzle all because I didn't forsee inserting this neurodiversity which beings me to my knees begging please, crying for mercy, questioning my voice has gone.
Where's my opinion? Where's my place in this neuro dilemma?
Just remember, I hear everything, I feel something.
I regret staying in this town where I've been made to feel like a fool.
I have no rhyme or reason for why my heart keeps beating.
I see myself fading away, feeling less like a man, less like a human.
These neuro chains pull me down to the oceans depths.
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Today, I've been dreaming of the searing soulful sun again.
Hoping to find my way again, one day where I can believe in myself again, day sleeper.
I'm just a daydreamer, wishing for a world where I can exist freely once more.
A world where we can unite as one again.
One with ourselves, remembering the warmth of being held again.
Recollecting how it felt to truly exist again.
As we watch the world grow, I unfortunately missed it again, day sleeper.
But that's just me day sleeper.
Dreaming about having hope again, i missed the times I could thrive again.
Please god make me feel whole again.
But that's just me day sleeper.
Day sleeper, sleeping through my troubles and woes again.
Drifting through the undiscovered morning.
Once again, I find myself sleeping through the dawn again.
Day sleeper, please let me day dream again.
Day sleeper.
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Gavin Anderson Poem
It's only a matter of time now.
Too late to appreciate what I had back then somehow.
No flame to this fire; this man's lost his desire.
I guess I'm hell bound now.
I wish I could find joy in what I have now.
But I fear it's too late for help somehow.
No struggles or strains, nothing remains not even a hint of sweat from my brow now.
I see I didn't learn to grow or follow the flow.
Of those who know how to evolve now.
I guess I left it to late now.
I guess I'm hell bound now.
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