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Mindset of February 2014
Something’s different, it’s not the same.
Feels like the beast has finally been tamed.
Within me. By me. It is me. Did I change?
It doesn’t feel as it used to, I’m out of that cage.
I stopped feeling that rage.
Stopped Living life as if in a daze.
Without the fog and the haze.
No more crying for days.
Out of the darkness and into the sun’s rays.
I’m happy again.
I didn’t even notice when it stopped;
The clouds vanished after the rains dropped.
It left without a trace.
No sign of it being there for so many days.
It showed me a way that life decays.
Made me wish that people would stay away,
Made me get used to the vacancy.
Eyes closed, mind black, became my tranquility.
You can try but you can’t degrade me.
Kill me, stop me, drop me into the concrete and pain me.
You don’t even know me,
Or what resides inside of me.
Cause you’re too vain to see,
All the potentials of what I can be.
You finally ended, slipped away slowly.
You’re pretty much dead for all it concerns me.
So at the end of the day, the lights go out.
My anger takes a different route,
To the peace that resides over me now.
Only slightly,
Is my peace tainted by those who have wronged me,
Harmed me,
Charmed me,
Tossed me,
Aside,
On the concrete,
To die,
To cry
Hypnotized;
Made to suffer,
Thinking there’s no other
Escape than death.
So with every blood stained breath,
I felt my hope going, away.
It’s now back.
I just don’t know if it’s here to stay.
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