The world lives too

Addicts
they live in the real world
the world doesn’t stop
everybody’s living
and addicts can’t get off
the planet keeps on turning
and nothing goes away
even though you’ve quit
the shelves will still remain
stocked and fully loaded
waiting to be purchased
and consumed
addicts have to live
continue to keep breathing
cannot touch a drop
or grab the substance
that they’re fiending
no they must keep on living
with everybody else
addicts have the problem
not everybody else
do not make excuses
let them live their lives as well
let them know existence
won’t change because of them
addicts must be stronger
and allow the world to turn
you are stronger than
the hunger and the thirst
can’t ask everybody
to give up what you did
they are not the addict
and you have to let them live
whether they’re your friend
husband or your child
they must be allowed
to live as they might want to
it may be a hard
a hard reality to swallow
but part of addiction recovery
is accepting the hard truth
that others don’t have the problems
the issues that you do
and the world will keep on turning
and the shelves will all be stocked
you cannot escape reality
you have to accept the truth
recovery is hard
because the world is living too

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Inside Lovato and the bad life coach

I am an artist,
an entrepreneur-
I’m creative
a fucking gift to the world.
I got ideas
and I show my tits on stage.
I feign authenticity
but make excuses out of pain.
I use my illness
and my addictions as a shield.
I use sobriety
as a theme to get a meal-
I am an artist
a philanthropist and more
I’ve got bipolar
and I wield it like a sword.
I’m not recovered
as that takes time and room to heal,
I am just a child
who doesn’t know what it means
to be real.
I’m just a celebrity,
adding titles to my name-
buying indulgences in vain,
and pretending mental illness is a game.
I am an artist
but that’s just an excuse
for being a child, for being rude
for being ill and relapsing too
I’m just too young to accept the truth,
it’s still my fault, but it’s also youth.

When the group turns upon itself

When your group
turns on you
whatever will you do?
I’d suggest politely
you should ask a bi or two
see we know how it feels
to be told you are not real
to be told your existence
is harmful
to inclusion and progress
to be told your sexuality
is a fad at very best
we know what it feels like
to be victims of violence
when the perpetrator is
at a safe place you invest in
we know what it feels like
to be completely erased
to have the mother of pride
be overthrown and displaced
we can tell you simply
it’s just a way of life
you do all kinds of good work
but still have to fight to survive
just stiffen that upper lip
and turn to those you love
trust not just the label
but whoever holds you up
bisexuals know the power
in forming your own home
whether in the LGB community
or out there all alone.
So when the group betrays you
ask a bi how to rebuild
just one who hasn’t fallen
to loud minority rule.

Without regrets

Regret, everybody got regret
everybody got something
suspect
about who they used to be-
and if you are really clean
nobody gives a damn,
you live a life nobody can.
Regret, is kinda human man
an emotion triggering development
you learn from the things that you did
learn the lessons and get on it
why we pretending
our mistakes don’t live
making up excuses
and break the bed
turn the picture round so you’re glad
never admit a fault
or get up off the lawn
make your grave right there
because it’s not your fault
never regret a damn thing-
the whole game lost.

biology is physical

I am
a biological female
a true born spilt tale.
I am
not some kind of feeling
not a state of delusional thinking.
I am
whatever the fuck I say I am
masculine or feminine
I am woman
and I made peace with it.
I am
a biological female
born with a cunt
so I didn’t have to get one.
I am
also pretty crazy
been delusional-
gender dysphoric and maybe
even thinking I
I might not be a lady
but I am who I am
and trans ideology
can’t change me.

Pour it out

Pour it out
the colors of me
break the bones
reveal the weeds
tell me more
more of what you see
and keep me close
this love beneath
souls that blush
and spirits crumble
pour the real truth
from the bubble
and take the rest
the sum, the whole
take my red blood
turn to gold.

Absorbed

Lately I’ve become
a monster in the sun
all my battles won
when darkness fled.
Lately I’ve retired
all excuses required
to hide away from self
and all I’ve done.
Lately I’ve aspired
higher than before
my dreams on fire
when all darkness is
absorbed.

Runner

It’s not that I don’t matter
it’s rather ever after
the simple things we do
not enough of you
everything is twisted
still they manage to miss it
cancer in remission
still you abuse the system
crush those drugs for honey
the world never saw you coming
you just kept on running
look at where you are now.

Dare to believe

When the truth walks in
no one believes it
like nobody needs it
like its just a lie
though it’s actions display
that the world is in clear view
as it clearly states
the truth is on its face
but still you look away
won’t believe that it is real
the facts counter how you feel
so the truth is not what it seems
only few truly know what it means
but that’s not the case,
no, it’s no mystery
sometimes the truth
is in the majority
it walks into the room
in full view
shouldn’t be shocking-it announced
it’s next move.

Survivors choice

Survivors are survivors
victims of abuse
it’s nothing to be ashamed of
but still you have to choose
do you stand and speak
or give in to the fear?
Do you really want justice
or just to forget and heal?
Either choice is fine
but only one makes you brave
in another twenty years
will you still feel the same?
Or will you speak for fame
revealing all the monsters
only so you can get paid-
got a book to publish,
got a career to save,
nothing wrong with choices
unless you do not own them
saying you are brave
while others become the victims
you are not a hero
just because you say-
I know who the monster is
but I won’t say the name.
Silence is complicity
even though you’re right
silence is a product of
all you have survived
but choices are what make us
and you did chose to hide
heroes kill the monsters
not take the money over pride
heroes know their dignity
does not have a price.