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Good to be home
By Morgoth
I used to be in touch with my scarred side, my black, wounded, bleeding,
screaming side.
I was forced to choose between two worlds,
normal or unnatural, real or surreal.
I was forced to work so
hard so long that I lost sense of my true self, a shell of the real me
that I used to be.
Then one day it happened, my mind woke up,
and smelled the ashes, my old wounds upened up, smiling in their reaquaintance.
The focus of everything shifted, becoming more blurred, confused,
surreal.
My sanity being dragged away by the beautiful black
cords of a free life, insanity taking over once again.
I may
be crazy, insane, dangerous, but god...
Its good to be home.
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Copyright 2011 Morgoth
Author's Note:
I was out of it for a while... now I'm back :)Comments on "Good to be home"
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On Sunday, December 22, 2013, soul_versing
(883)
wrote:
No matter how much a person may try to disguise themselves; only a matter of time, before their truer self resurfaces. Entertaining with much enjoyment.
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A former member wrote:
i agree with dawn...i think im going through a similar thing...
dwelling in the worst shi* is sometimes what feels so good and right...
just remember not to let it consume u ...
write on!
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A former member wrote:
I know exactly what thats like. Welcome back! Can't wait to read more
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On Wednesday, January 19, 2011, Ladyhawke
(394) wrote:
Oh my god! This is so beautiful. . .it almost made me cry. You cant help but feel tha emotions running rampant here. Beauitful. . .but i always look forward to your new posts:)
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