Whatever Part III

RipDiction
I get toooooooo frustrated see that is the problem.
People soooooooooo know how to push my buttons.
They push and stab until I bleed and scab...
the alcohol and sexual bandaids stifle but never eliminate
The hangovers of morons buffering through my head
The virus of the self righteous screaming I do not and so neither will you!
Back in the saddle again, ride life like a wild attraction, even knowing orgasms are faked.
So I fiend enjoyment and plunder on in the uncertainty of uncertainty
Having the common sense to know all is not well
Having the audacity to believe things will ever change
Having the desire to be something but uncertainty lingers
Having the hope and knowing in vain is an expression of truth
Having the knowledge that the planet is never left better than it was.
More often than not the metaphoric conclusion is whatever.

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Degree in the University of Life, Social Sciences, Human Service, Creative writing thinking outside the box. Moderate interest in online gaming in free time.  View profile

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  • RipDiction7/17/2010

    How true, thanks Walt ;-)

  • Walton S. Tissot6/26/2010

    cool; very insightful. Ya know, hope is indeed a product of despair (;

  • RipDiction6/26/2010

    Thank you Patti...nice wording touch ;-)

  • Patti Walden6/26/2010

    This is soooooooooooo gooooooooooddddddddd!

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