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Realization
05:16
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My breath gets shallow; I wade out into the cold. The frigid water is so unforgiving. With every step, the sin loosens up its grip. I don’t deserve the warmth of the living. I hear my pulse over the turbulence, a slowing rhythm beneath my ears. The drummer grows weary of my pattern. I marched defiant for so many years. Fully submerged, I drift in the dark, sinking into my shit. Never evolving. Never resolving. Never leaving truth untwisted. Never honest to myself. How many women mirrored my anger ? Reflections to fuel my hate. Their suffering has calloused over; my penance a lifetime too late. I never knew the kind of monster I was becoming. I never knew the kind of pain I could cause. I never knew how to step outside of my body. I never knew how to examine my flaws. I’ve been staring into broken glass for the last 25 years. Never evolving. Never resolving. Never leaving truth untwisted. Never honest to myself. Never
honest to you. Never honest to anyone else.
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Response
02:56
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Retribution
05:57
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Backed up to the edge, my heels float over the void. Another step back and I’ll disappear; my life will be destroyed. I see the hands reaching out to push, but I’m not ready to die. Desperately fixed on preserving an existence steeped in a lie. Crawling towards redemption, scratching at the door. Begging for forgiveness, sleeping on the floor. My heels are deep in the ground, my teeth ready to cut through bone. I will do whatever it takes to avoid feeling alone. A tragic primal response: the inability to concede. I stand, braced for the next wave, as I continue to bleed. Crawling towards
redemption, scratching at the door. Begging for forgiveness, sleeping on the floor. Crawling towards redemption, scratching at the door. Begging for forgiveness, sleeping on the floor. The paranoia is destroying me. These thoughts hammer against my skull. How much longer can I exist inside this fucking hole ? Every time I am corrected, it feels like an attack. The hurt that I inflicted is the hurt that I get back.
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Dulce Anomaly Long Beach, California
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