Stories
Ink on a page
Filled with color
Lines of stories never told
Sequences of secrets
Never unfold
People never breathed into creation
Because of stupid
Annoying
Procra…
...stination
Heartache and overbearing love
Bleeding hearts on a sleeve
Hunger and thirst filling your brain
Never satisfied
Thanks procrastination
All coming from one source
One muscle
Used for thinking
Loving
Laughter
Keeping you Alive
Valued by the board of education
For memorization
But this one is broken
A roller coaster
Not to be fixed
And duct tape
It don’t help
Not to get rid of the plague of procrastination
Or the death sentence that is depression
The problem that is anxiety
No
Nothing can seal the cracks in this broken mind
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Dmcculley
You are one in a million. That means there are 320 of you in the U.S. Find yourself. Create an army. Overthrow the government of a small midwestern town. Hi... I am a spoken word poet and that is the format the majority of my work will be. Some of these are work from the heart and some I did for school. I am a actor, a horseback rider, a sister, a member of the LGBT+ community, and an extreme introvert. I love kids, Netflix, video games, my pets, and I suck at every language I try other than Latin. (weird I know) I'm a Pisces on the Aires cusp. I act a whole lot like it too.
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