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Unnecesary Waste

Unnecessary waste, in everything, resides all around us.
Lives are so often lived wasted, unnecessarily.
So much useless destruction
	Of ourselves
	Relationships
	Surroundings
	Material possessions.
No value placed upon Time which is so crucial.
Appreciation has been replaced by status image.
Years wasted being angry with someone.
Years wasted on the wrong things for the 
Wrong reasons.
Years wasted not being yourself.
Years wasted in fear.
Years wasted in hopeful delusions.
Years wasted in just being.
Then before you know it Time comes along and takes away all the years you kept 
saying you weren’t going to waste.

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Silent Doubt

Time rearranges itself whether you’re ready for it or not.
Mass confusion entangles you’re mind and
after awhile it feels “normal”.
You can always depend on not fully understanding your surroundings.
Then all these heavy thoughts throw you into fits of depression.
Unable still, to understand all the questions and doubts inside yourself.
The purpose of any existence, of anything is yet unknown.
Can’t occupy the mind enough to settle for blind faith.
When will the time come for us to be as one, or were we too late?
Did our opportunity pass us by as we were siting still in the silence of doubt?

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I Am Normal

To define happiness is to define individuality.
Each person has their own secret paradise.
A place where no one can enter nor wants to enter.
Every now and then a little piece of these places are 
	let known.
Most of these tidbits of strange ideas can be shrugged 
	off by others.
I suppose it’s a good thing that while inside our paradise
	we’re alone with our thoughts.
For sometimes I feel as though I’d like to run away from 
	myself.
Image what others would do if they could know or
	understand my world.
Forced to conform into society, we suppress our secret
	whirlwind of thoughts.
Only sometimes it becomes too much and we burst,
	hopefully we’re alone when that happens.
The more open minded and exposed we are the further
	our minds wander.
Making it difficult to come to reality or what we’ve been 
	taught is reality.
What will the day hold for us when everyone is living in
	their own “paradise” instead of our conformed
	reality.

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World of Pain

I continue to live for reasons other than my own.
There are times I cry for all the pain of the world.
These writings of words, Poetry, can often mend my broken spirit and renew my 
twisted thoughts.
Regretfully, my same words can tear open and cause injury to those whom read 
them.
My sorrows are truly of my own and caused by my own.
Please feel no blame and take no pity.
Only I am responsible for the actions or lack of actions in which I translate into 
the very words that help me to heal myself: Poetry.

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Respond

Think about the consequences of your actions and the effect they will 
have on others.

	Make choices that will ensure no regrets.

	Happiness in the day to day lives of your family should be your only 
objective.

	Remember that giving up on your own happiness will only result in 
letting your loved ones down.

	Instead of hearing your spouse and kids, listen.  Then think about it 
and respond.

	Ignoring their wants and needs will cause you to neglect your own 
and vice versa.

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Silent Stares

Alone.... with all these silent stares screaming 
	for you....,
		at you
			just sat there.
No, if you will, image yourself behind a stranger’s eyes.
What do you see when you come into view?
Can you not see your blind fury and its’impact on the 	
	people around you? 

Of course you don’t.
			You won’t.
				Allow yourself.
					To deal-with 
						Anything 
Real?
That would involve you having to feel....
	Feel for reality...Even if it isn’t there.
All that can be seen is a thin coating of the person you 	
	once were.
You have to find your Real Eyes and OPEN them!
Before you fill your emptiness with characteristics that 
	you’ve always despised in a person.
Otherwise it will be too late by the time you discover 
	that the person you truly despise has been you.
There won’t be anything you can do to erase what has
	been done during all your time of running.