looking back...sometimes i wish i knew where the brakes were
chadwick
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looking back… sometimes i wish i knew where the brakes were
just tired
very sore is all
being inside aching day in day out
year after year
yeah im exhausted
from trying to live in/around my life
just living murders me
i have to rest soon (hours later. still writing.)
shoulders throb
bones are slowed down but still dust ends attach
vanished
this is feel
this is my chest staying to grind
so i thank soothingness
i thank my eyes and my broken skeleton that see
carrying around my rotten leg here
hear the grind
plant the dirt falling
shaken from my pant leg
out comes (the) earth-knee-root-rot
buckles loose
falls to my anklebone in splinters
all of it
knee cap
everything splitting apart years
now pills western medicine
just tired
very sore is all
being inside aching day in day out
year after year
yeah im exhausted
from trying to live in/around my life
just living murders me
i have to rest soon (hours later. still writing.)
shoulders throb
bones are slowed down but still dust ends attach
vanished
this is feel
this is my chest staying to grind
so i thank soothingness
i thank my eyes and my broken skeleton that see
carrying around my rotten leg here
hear the grind
plant the dirt falling
shaken from my pant leg
out comes (the) earth-knee-root-rot
buckles loose
falls to my anklebone in splinters
all of it
knee cap
everything splitting apart years
now pills western medicine
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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so honest
and true
beautifully done through all of the clouds and veils of pain.
we were born with one body - thats it - as children, we beat our selves up with craziness
and then we pay for it later on in life...
Stay strong.
aint that the truth
as children
as teens
as young adults
wait, maybe that's just me
"what a long, strange trip it's been"
you guys have it right
the words were real, great poem
if only we could look while still back
this is good chad
im a dick don't worry about it.
everyone please take better care of yourselves and each other.
let's try that for awhile.
be well.
be well
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
angels share laughter
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