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by mcMUTE
Held up in the midst of a lazy day
I can wander for miles
And I can do it sitting in place
Everything that has occurred
Every little incident
It has become soaked in everything else
The dripping wet walls of grand halls
They weren’t really built for kings and queens
They were built for overzealous souls confusing wants and needs

Wars waged pushing lives out of their rightful place
Religion, greed, revenge, and genocide
Hate can spread faster than a wildfire
And just the heat of the flames can destroy a life
As minds crumble and loose their will
The influence of others can save a soul
The influence of others can swallow one whole

Lives that have vanished without a trace
This may imply that everything they ever said, did, and dreamed
That it was all just a waste
But something must be left behind
Even a fragment of a thought
I swear it finds a way to leave even the most closed off mind

Minds can conjure up dreams through schematics and carefully crafted syntax
As the world is changed through a game played over the drawing board
Science brought so artfully to life
I’ve seen people lost in their phones
Hell, I’ve sat at my computer connected to the world
Feeling so disconnected I forget to check in
Loneliness can be a disease and the remedy has been lost in the wires
Diluted over generations

Decades pass and I loose track of who I used to be
I’ve experienced so much
But sometimes I feel like none of it happened
Memories can drift into the distance
And I look at them with doubt
Resisting the urge to let the scene envelope my senses
It’s everything and then some more
I have been around and my sense of wonder
It’s starting to loose it's cleansing force
With the aid of the television’s glow
I laid waste to the day
Staring at the screen I watched the walls turn grey
Everything so silent
The wind stuck outside
I felt the world rewind itself
Everything began appear as a reason to uncover rather than a reasoning self
I under curtains of covers wanted to see for myself

So I stepped outside without opening a door
I walked in rapture
Looking past the stain-covered carpet covering my bedroom floor
Thoughts of everything that lay ahead
Appearing like a road dissolving under the grace of the sun
As it abruptly sets

I have so much to do
But I wasted the hours away
Watching true stories
A medical show about lives saved
The minutes were critical
And those doctors left their lives behind
In awe of their focus
I felt ashamed at the lack of mine

Days are long but when they’re over
They feel so short
I have had countless great days
But countless others
Where I wandered like a defendant before being sentenced in court
So I guess everything is related
Even if they’re not
Nothing is visibly connected
But every little action affects the overall plot

Taking a few short steps back it’s so fucking easy to see
Everything can be beautiful
Even when I’m full of doubt
They say it rests in the eye of the beholder
So maybe all I have to do is rub the ugliness out
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Twenty-six and I still carry angst that ranks with my teenage years
I remember thinking then about where I’d be now
Things looked different
Like I never imagined myself still living in my mother’s house
And I never thought I’d continue to be plagued by anxiety
Stumbling words and pacing curbs
Waiting for someone to hit a switch
Hopelessly hoping for a moment that doesn’t exist
Am I such a fool?
Maybe not
Maybe I need to untie my heartstrings outta this knot
It’ll take patience
And mental muscles I’ve long ignored
So I gotta fire up this dust covered mind
Let it get its bearing as I work on resembling the man
I should have become through these gaps in space
And this lapse in time
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Best of luck to the love no one wants
Meant to express the best intentions
It’s easy to make a bad impression
That’s why they call it a crush

Best of luck to the down and outs
Already hit bottom and watching pavement past
It’s easy to weigh yourself down
Besides gravity there’s a million other forces
All rushing towards us
Doing their best to persuade our broken bodies
To blend in with the beaten ground

Best of luck to the mourning souls desperately trying
To hold on
Lost in the shock and found in the pain
It’s almost impossible to break away
After all it’s hard to accept a reality where the best parts
Can be abruptly erased

Best of luck to those who have fallen out of good health
Facing bright rooms full of dim lights
It’s not easy to look straight ahead
Especially when the air crackles with distortion
Carrying with it broken images and hushed sounds
Such as the crease of a loving smile or the echo of a somber wave

Best of luck to those that never knew the word
Poor souls forced to struggle beyond their means
To do the best they could
After all life is a fool’s bet from the start
So it don’t make sense to believe in it if you were armed
With the shortest end of the thinnest stick

Best of luck to those
Well to tell you the truth
I don’t know who you are
Where you live
What your situation is
I guess I don’t know much at all
But still
Best of luck
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Music needs me
I mean I need music
The words can hurt
God how they sting
I need to feel the feel-good pain

Headphones on under an open sky
Everything is calm except for a passionate plea
Hearing someone scream about the finer points of life
As the instruments rage with fingers engaged
I wonder if I’m the only one
Who has ever felt they needed to be saved

Voices low and deep
Ready to fade and leap
I can visualize what they’re saying in memories
Which funny enough they were essential in creating
Friends and lovers
Parents, siblings, and cousins
We have all nodded our heads
Listened quietly and kicked out our legs
Sharing the music as it soared out of speakers
We knew to listen without false pretensions
Simply being alive and well in the swell of souls
As they carelessly busted down walls and called a moment home

I can live like a fool all I want
But sometimes it takes just a few minutes
Maybe three to five
Relishing in epic ruminations on the abstracts of salvation
Or small details that find their way towards great truths
I hear something familiar and something shockingly new

These and about a million other reasons
Are why I love it
You know those songs that have shaped my life
Music that means everything because it has made everything alright
And as I grow old and leave the tentativeness of my twenties
I know so much has the chance to change
But music will always keep my heart beating
And my soul from fading away
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