Pain Born Tears

Pain born tears never die.

Instead they slowly seep inside.

Watering hidden graves within.

Waking sleeping demons again.

At night they come out to play.

Upon a field of tears that stay.

When does sadness finally die?

When tears stop falling from waking eye.

Accepting pain for what it is.

A crutch of life that I miss.

Jason

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@smokendust

 

Tragedy

We should not use tragedy as an opportunity to discuss differences. It should be an opportunity to bring us closer together and to show why we all care. Why we are all one, why true tragedy touches us all.

Conversations on why “this time was different from another” can be held by experts later on.

If we are still under the shadow of a tragic event… seek comfort in finding unity and not difference.

Tragedy is tragedy.

-Opinionated Man

@smokendust

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Memory eternal

Quick trip to M town for the funeral. It was definitely a sad one, but it was also good to see all my friends from Jackson I haven’t seen in a long time.

It’s a stark reminder of how old my friends and I are getting, and how old our parents are.

It’s never easy when someone passes. It’s very hard when it is your best friend’s mom.

Jason

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@smokendust

Personal

I sat upon the ledge of tomorrow.

And watched yesterday run away.

No wave for parting sorrow.

Just another today.

I look down between my feet.

Deep down inside of me.

Past the sight of you and me.

And all my other fallen dreams.

-OM

@smokendust

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Stars

There’s something in the stars.

And it’s written from afar.

Another knowing heart.

That’s beaten with yours from the start.

I can see it in the stars.

A whispered shout in the night.

It makes me feel like a Star.

Like someone’s wishing on me tonight.

-OM

@smokendust

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