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unnamedSiting on the couchstaring at the ceiling tilessleep just won't comelisting to the cat purrlounged out on the chairlisting to my father sleep and stop breathingscares shit out of methinking of the broken pastI face everydaypicturing the wondering spirit wrappedin a blanket leading a groupto the lake only to see a sunrisethat will never comeonly fog rolling on the wavescrashing against the rocksof a blank mindpermanent bags of sleepless ponderingbrown eyes filled with tearshidden behind a pairof six dollar sunglasses
Known FateKnown Fate: a poem by Joshua OlsonDust in the windsand on the beachso many pathsthose pavedand those bravednothing permanentnothing everlastingmaybe my love for youbut this is also doubtfuleverything must endbut of cross then everything mustbegina cruel fatea forced fateand an unavoidable one at that
Damp FlamesDamp Flames: by Joshua OlsonI sit on a lawn chairpulled up to the small pitThe fire continuesto lick the woodunaffected by the raindropsas I continue to layjust laywith my eyes closeallowing the rain to hit my faceevery droplet seems to screamany pain I have ever causedevery mistake I have ever madeevery little fear and insecuritybut with every droplet also seems tocarry away with it alittle more paina little more hatea little more angstnever gets it allthe sun soon comes outonce againand drys my nowfreshly cleansed soul
Stick a fork in itStick a fork in it : A Poem By Joshua OlsonA forked roadin the path of lifewitch one to takethe blinders of childhoodnow removedmust make your own decisionleft or righttimes is tickingticking awayu must make the turnquicklyconfused nowevery turn will seem like the wrong onelook back and see theendless possibilities if you'd takenthe otherbut oh wellyou have survivedone forked road in your lifemany will comemany will passand in the endyou'll come out fine
Brandon: a short breakup poemBrandon: A Short Break Poem By Joshua OlsonListing to this musictrying to forget youevery song holds wondrous memoriesthinking about becoming a monkor wiping my entire hard drivejust to get a clean slateremoved the pictures of my wallbut closing my eyes reviles themforever burned to my eyelidshopefully I never go blindor ill lose all hope of forgetting u
Death: A Poem By Joshua OlsonDeath- a poem by joshua olsona thing of paina thing of joyan end to a legacya new beggingan honoran dishonorto some it's an escapeto some it would be a pleasureto accept it is to be near itto fear it is to be humandeath is the word on my lipsthe substance on your fingertipsleave me be o cursed fateso I may run another day