Somewhere I hear a voice that's calling, Out in the dark there burns a dream, You got to hope when you are falling, To find the world that you have seen. Like the eagle and the dove, Fly so high on wings above, When all you see can only bring you sadness, Like a river we will flow, On towards the sea we go, When all you do can only bring you sadness, Out on the sea of madness. Iron Maiden Sea of Madness First of all dealing with physical pain and the narcotic has been a nightmare. Kidney stones are horrible but the pain medicine messes with me as bad if not worse than the pain of the stone. Second of all I looped a terrible song choice, next time I'm in a funk find better music to loop. So I'm currently on an Iron Maiden binge. Bruce Dickinson, I really did not give you enough praise for your powerful vocals! Ok so tonight, the night after I vowed to never write again...well after last night's poem which you should read. Maybe I will explore that piece. But I've been in pain all week, the medication is playing havoc with me mentally and my anxiety is trying to resurface. My tics, slowly have been returning just from the physical stress. I want to get back to work. I want to get back to hanging with my friends. I want to especially get back to playing with my play partner. But alas, the pain medication got the best of my cognitive function and I made a mess. I am with hope and faith this will work out and what transpired will promote inner growth for me and hope he gains something positive as well. Because I am impaired I won't write anything heavy but pick apart my poem from last night...
I picked Dark Corner because the corner is for 'bad' behaviors, dark is hiding...also the corner because I need to sometimes just sit still! Thanks for being here... To take this out right....full of fucking hope I won't hide, I won't return to the dark and I won't be lost...maybe a little disoriented for a bit because I was on a path a fun path...and because my beautiful fucking mind is dirty as fuck and hopeful as all hell. I know you're the one! My back door is unchained! You're invited! Honey, it's getting close to daybreak The sun is creeping in the sky No patent remedies for heartache Just empty words and humble pie So get down on your knees, honey Assume an attitude You just pray that I'll be waiting 'Cause you know, you know I'm coming soon Bring your daughter Bring your daughter to the slaughter Let her go, let her go, let her go Bring your daughter Bring your daughter to the slaughter Let her go, let her go, let her go Iron Maiden Bring Your Daughter...to the Slaughter Until the flip~
drink fucking water fuck stones don't medicate and try to communicate!
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