Disobey The Norm

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Could we be getting any more ridiculously politically correct? Holy hell, everyone is offended by everything these days. What happened to not liking something and just getting on with life?

Anyway, since the new norm is to be habitually offended, I decided I am going to disobey it. I used to be offended long before it was a trend and after careful thought realized I was miserable all the time because of it.

I now think for myself! It is beautiful and wonderful and I feel so much better forming my own opinions rather than getting in that row of sheepy sheepletons.

No offense to anyone who follows a trend, crowd, idea, etc… it just hasn’t worked for me and I am trying something new.

How is everyone doing these days? If you are in an area that got hit by the hurricane, I am especially rooting for your triumph!

Have a blessed day.

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Snack on Your Soul

 

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I’ll snack on your soul

‘Til the hell unfolds

Wash it all away

With screams from yesterday

Don’t worry my dear

I’ll bask in your fear

You’re my dream come true

I’ll kill no one but you

And snack on your soul

To watch your hell unfold.

©2017 DAMSteelman

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Daily Post: Catapulted

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There was no way I could see the future

I couldn’t know that I would be here

Now

Suddenly

Catapulted into the moonlit darkness

Just me and my morbid thoughts

The eyes they still follow me

The screams still surround me

I need to hit the ground

So I can leak into the sun

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Waking Darkness

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Stuffed down in the dark, cobwebbed dirt

That’s where I bury the pain, loss and hurt,

I’ll never be that version of me again

Sometimes it’s easier to let the demons win,

Don’t you worry your pretty little head

There’s more than one way for us to be dead,

Sure I’m breathing but am I truly alive

It’s just an adaptation of conscious suicide,

Some days are a struggle from my first waking breath

And it’s all I can do not to hate myself to death…

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