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LiteratureComplications Rule my DecisionsI just want to scream. How can everything be so unbearably loud When the air around me is still? How can the chemicals in me Make my arms tremor so violently? How can this perpetuating, overwhelming Amount of frustration Leave me grasping for anything within reach? I do not want a drug to numb this kind of pain. It is so long passed the point of being able to be numbed, Or drowned. It is insensate. Gasping and shrieking To be sanctioned. Why? Why do we need to beg for the right to subsist? Why is every word constructed subtly, with such Heavy pretext That it refuses to be created? It is stubborn, it is crass, It is hurting. It is begging to pass hours With any absorbing Mind numbing cancellation While being terrified of the loss of time. Where did my hours go? My brain’s shoddy attempts to fill in the blanks Of redacted gaps Are deficient. Shouldn’t stardust be more palpable? All

LiteratureComplications Rule my DecisionsI just want to scream. How can everything be so unbearably loud When the air around me is still? How can the chemicals in me Make my arms tremor so violently? How can this perpetuating, overwhelming Amount of frustration Leave me grasping for anything within reach? I do not want a drug to numb this kind of pain. It is so long passed the point of being able to be numbed, Or drowned. It is insensate. Gasping and shrieking To be sanctioned. Why? Why do we need to beg for the right to subsist? Why is every word constructed subtly, with such Heavy pretext That it refuses to be created? It is stubborn, it is crass, It is hurting. It is begging to pass hours With any absorbing Mind numbing cancellation While being terrified of the loss of time. Where did my hours go? My brain’s shoddy attempts to fill in the blanks Of redacted gaps Are deficient. Shouldn’t stardust be more palpable? Featured

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LiteratureThey Make Targets with Clay Now? -LyricsOption one is to live catering to the hand, make another man rich, break your back till you're jammed Option two is to settle on the streets with the trash, Thrown on the roads option one had to craft Each year is another damn summer Celebrating what's been taken away I swear if they weren't so jaded, They'd see what's lain before them Forced on their knees they'd pray Leaves fall and I'm underrated Scream season never ends [Chorus]: Turned to me bottle, smirk and a bag "Here's to the best summer I've ever had" [x2] There's a needle here baby with a loaded gun I can't tell you where I've been Can't say what I've done There's a needle herSongs and Lyrics

LiteratureFreestyling like Truth -Rap FuckI do what I gotta do to make it through reality If that means being outcasted, I'll live solitary, Make fun of me all you want if you don't like my drift Just don't be fuckin mad when my switch blade slips. You hoes coming at me like pussies to milk Still relying on your mothers like a baby to belch Better be damn grateful the Man still runs this place Fuckin anarchy, I'll be a fucking disgrace. Got a living rep, but I'll protect it well Be great and live in the future, While in the past you dwell That's the truth motherfucker, you can't hide Even if you beat me blue My ego will surviveRap Fucks

LiteratureMy dad doesn't know (poem)My dad doesn't know I've been drinking since twelve. My dad doesn't know I fit the body of someone else. My dad doesn't know I'm afraid to tell. My dad doesn't know I remember how he used to yell. My dad doesn't know Why I preferred my fake family My dad doesn't know I chain smoked constantly. My dad doesn't know Why I never sleep. My dad doesn't know Why I chose not to eat. My dad doesn't know Why I cut my hair. My dad doesn't know Why it's the same clothes we wear. My dad doesn't know Why I don't have friends. My dad doesn't know Why I talk to myself. My dad doesn't know What went on when I moved, My dad doesn't know Why I flunked out ofPoems

LiteratureYour Troubles Were My ObstaclesYour eyes are indolent and every time you open your mouth all you do is put down whatever art you create Frankly my dear, it drives me insane. You criticize the miraculous visuals you're able to paint with your tongue Calling it graffiti, If that's truly the case, leave my childish scribbles alone. You crave love with a passion I could never understand as you search for it in the crevasses of someone's skin but never your own. That glimmer in your eye that shows when you look at me As if to humor a wounded animal, cooing life back into its chilled body You saw me hit the concrete, and still drag my chagrin body to the curbside Withdraw thePoems, Stories and Vents

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Complications Rule my Decisions by RedHeadedBitch, literature

They Make Targets with Clay Now? -Lyrics by RedHeadedBitch, literature

Options and Availability -Lyrics by RedHeadedBitch, literature

I'll be your I in Poison -Lyrics by RedHeadedBitch, literature

Sayonara -Lyrics by RedHeadedBitch, literature

I didn't make a title for this lol (lyrics/poem?) by RedHeadedBitch, literature

Don't Dissolve -Lyrics (Intro) by RedHeadedBitch, literature

Your Troubles Were My Obstacles by RedHeadedBitch, literature

With All Due Respect -Lyrics by RedHeadedBitch, literature