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Merry-go-round

I live life like in a sprint—
A lighted matchstick
Stuffed all of myself in every strike
I could not repeat anything twice
Each day, I become a little less

But dirty dishes and laundry ground me
They taught me that life is ongoing
(They taught me rest)
It is everyday; it is in the breath I take
No matter how sick or tired,
I’d draw in one more breath

So enjoy the ride
In this merry go round
Keeping alive is never wasted time

(writteninstead)

How about we take some god damn responsibility?

How long more are we going to cry
For the world to balance up
Like an empty seesaw on standstill
Shhh, no one moves

For people to be this, but also that
Never mind it contradicts
Never mind that we are all the same—
Balls of wool herd to either sides of fence

How long more will we fall
And blame the ground for the bruise
Accuse the crowd of pushing;
Our parents, for giving us feeble legs

We can circle the game of victimisation
Spend eternal inspecting the manual
Or, take some god damn responsibility
and we start living.

(@writteninstead)

Where forgotten dreams go

There’s a place in our heads
where forgotten dreams go
hand in hand with midnight ideas
and drunken resolutions

A bustling place, filled with lace
Everyone’s in costumes
they smell like butter biscuits.
And the tea and the dance never ends…

It’s time to go—
leave all of it at the door!

In fleeting moments of awakening 
you catch a glimspe of it
Like a lens that can’t quite focus…
Sharpening into shapes of reality

@writteninstead