badnugget55

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  • badnugget55 7w

    Monday

    Mondays to others are played out and dreary. The day seems to drag on, making them appear sunken and leary. To me it's a fresh start and the chance at a clean slate. A hope to renew and fix my previous mistakes. But the day zooms by and with nothing I've completed. I'm left to lay in bed and feel nothing but defeated. But the week will go on and time will pass by and by. Mondays are my favorite, I can't exactly explain why.

  • badnugget55 9w

    Nothing to say

    I have nothing to say, so I'll babble for a while. I have nothing to say like a tongue tied child. I have nothing to say except I'm sorry for wasting your time. I have nothing to say, so I'll waste some more of mine. I have nothing to say, so I'll cram my nose in a book. I have nothing to say, except I'm sorry for how long this took.
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  • badnugget55 10w

    Destination Unknown

    I have never known the address of my future success. But here I am, still typing away at my desk. The destination isn't clear and there's no map to help me along the way. The path is jagged, rough and cuts off sometimes but I'll travel another day.
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  • badnugget55 10w

    Despite this

    As long as there is a pen in my hand I will write. As long as there are people willing to listen, my words can take flight. Out of the nothingness of a plain white surface, my phrases come to life. As long as I'm still living, my voice will carry on, even in spite.
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  • badnugget55 11w

    The Ending

    One day if everything stops, it's not an if but a when. The music, the words, their company will shrivel to an end. So like a game of tug of war, we pull and tug and beg, it won't make a difference, yet we still listen to what they said. You have one time to exist but it'll evaporate just like the start. Now ignore it, wish the inevitable away, we've been trained to play the part.
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  • badnugget55 11w

    What you really see

    Tell me what you really think of me, even though the truth most often sucks. Cause I know I'm a handful, an unpredictable mess and with you, I'm running out of luck. If I look at you differently afterwards or can't bear to be around you at all, just know that you did what you had to do and we'll see who makes the final call.
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  • badnugget55 12w

    Lightweight

    Certain days, frivolous things seem to weigh on me too much. And choosing to look on the bright side is like choking up dust. Other days are light, airy and free. It's days like this you wish you could soak up and pass around, so the feeling doesn't just belong to me.
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  • badnugget55 12w

    If they even bother

    I think dying would be simpler than this. At least then people can pretend to miss me.
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  • badnugget55 12w

    Done

    The road to hell is paved with good intentions. I believe it's true but they kinda forgot to mention, that I'd have to deal with you and all of your anger. Your words slice through people's heart like a wire coat hanger. You choose hostility over compassion and it's finally clear, you're the weakest link here and I bet you wish we'd disappear.
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  • badnugget55 12w

    Just another day.

    As the day ran on she was filled with dread. So to her favorite book she ran for comfort and read. The day was as predictable as the morning paper ad.
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