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The Resistance of the Universe Moribund Devotion VI You always say you’re sorry  But don’t do anything to back the word I’m not sure if you know what you want But the universe seems to know for you I’m tired of fighting  the resistance of the universe I’m beaten and broken  Trying to make it so There’s no chance winning going against   The resistance of the universe You kissed me passionately Said goodbye with someone else on your mind Why am I playing against these odds? When the universe is scoring i lol the game I’m hurt from fighting There resistance the universe I’m beaten and broken  Trying to make it so There’s no chance winning going against  The resistance of the universe You could prove me wrong You should know what to do But do you have the gall? To go against the resistance And tell the universe and me What is you really want? I’m beaten and broken  Trying to make it so There’s no chance winning going against  The resistance of the uni...

Last Birthday Moribund Devotion VII All I’ve ever known is loneliness  In the silence where I can hear my heartbeat  I don’t want to anymore.  Make it stop,    I won’t cry anymore.  It seems like this will be  The last birthday  I’ll get to see Because of life, because of you Because the drugs, because the pain Are all too much  All too real to live You would think after years of the pain The abuse, heart ache wouldn’t hurt anymore But just the thought will still sting Give me peace I want a sweet release It seems like this is will be The last birthday You can ignore  Because of life, because of you Because the drugs, because the pain Are all too much  All too real to live I have lived and passed over a billion seconds in time  But right now I can only recall the painful ones Why do I feel like I haven’t had even a years reprieve  Because of life, because of you Because the drugs, because the pain Are all too much  Al...

Depleted Moribund Devotion, Epilogue  I’m done with contributing to the enrichment of other peoples lives and efforts to make their day to day easier or more enjoyable.    They aren’t providing anything in return much less anything of value or substance.     Yet they gladly take anything they can from me knowing that I’m depleted not just materialistically but also physically, mentally and spiritually.     Why should I permit them to take what is non existent?    I shouldn’t have to seek out and fetch help when I’m all but drowning them in the tears I shed while screaming out a very detailed list for help.   It must be nice to gallivant through life not having to worry about anything while people like myself carry them on our backs that are broken while trying to stay upright with two broken legs, all while they complain about the experience without any discomfort or actual inconvenience.    Even a master horticu...

  I look back at my day and wonder how I’m still standing here Surely by now I’d be torn apart just adrift in a storm The bits of me I still recognize feel insignificant  To just about anyone I know and that’s including me I marvel at my current actual existence right now  I find myself held together by caffeine and nicotine That’s all it can be There’s nothing left of what I’ve consumed  Nothing from a helping hand or offering plate  To sustain my body, or mind or spirit It’s all I can do to structure thought  Much less speech or movement to breathe But here I am Out of breath but breathing  With nothing left that isn’t thread bare Still expected to be strong despite it all But in my mind I’m disconnecting  I look back at my day and wonder how I’m still standing here Surely by now I’d be torn apart just adrift in a storm The bits of me I still recognize feel insignificant  To just about anyone I know and that’s including me I marvel at my cu...

When It’s Done Moribund Devotion III I’ve all but written it on the wall But you still don’t seem to understand I don’t know what else can make you see  Just how I feel for you  But it doesn’t matter because just as fast as I fell for you, I’m already falling out  When it’s done, I won’t care about your day  When it’s done your hopes and dreams won’t matter  When it’s done, your thought will bring me no joy  When it’s done, there will be no going back  Maybe it’s good you’re missing it  This could be a show of idiocy And I’ve got more value than you’re worth  or I’m better without  I don’t know why I waste my time; this will be the last words I write of these feelings about you  When it’s done no more crying in the rain  When it’s done, I won’t remember the pain  When it’s done you won’t fill a daily thought When it’s done you want exist in my space You read me my horoscope telling me how fast I fall in love, and how quick...