Undertow

Climbing the walls ’til my nailbeds bleed

Words on your tongue, only built to deceive.

No energy left to go blow for blow

Secrets exposed, with nowhere to go

No reason to fear, I won’t call your bluff

I truly do think that I’ve had enough

Sorrow coursing steadily through all of my veins

Refusing to let emotion take over the reins

Whatever the outcome I’ll shall rest assured

Being played by you has been fucking absurd

You wormed your way in with pizzaz and a smile

A wolf in sheep’s clothing, well disguised all the while

Always setting your mark and you making your moves

Not giving one fuck about who you lose

Gave you all that I had, but it wasn’t enough

What will you do now that I know all of your stuff

Lies upon lies, hurt swells, then subsides

Lips pursed tight, no one more the wise

Rest that worried mind, your secrets I will keep

Question is though, how did I get in so deep

Searing agony inside, but my feelings I stuff

Realizing that I will never be enough

I kept it so real through thick and through thin

Despite all my pain throbbing deep from within

I wish you no harm, want to see you succeed

I believe in your mission, your hopes and your dreams

No one with a conscience could do what you do

But remember in time, karma always comes due

Everything now, so thoroughly clear

Try all you want, but you can’t be sincere

A suffering soul, projecting self hate

Immeasurable pain, no one else can translate

Let business be business and peasure be pleasure

Giving you support through joint endeavors

No longer will I be your pawn

Should I or shouldn’t I make you gone

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Fast Forward

Latest introspective from me, Scarlet.
Silence your inner demons once and for all!

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 Why is it that so many of the souls I am so very blessed to come into contact with on a daily basis seem to lack belief in themselves? Yes my beloved Grueheads I am speaking to you. I may come across as Scarlet Genesis, companion of Keeper of the Crimson Quill, oozing confidence from every pore all day, all night, and a natural-born leader, but let me assure you this is not always the case. I love y’all too damned much to ever tell any lies. I scribe brutally honestly and unapologetically, I feel it only fair to warn you that true to mirroring life, things aren’t always as they appear. Surprised? I thought not.

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I know for certain some of you have sussed out the above, as you have reached out to me, offering the strength and warmth of your…

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Making Conversation

We will talk with each other and to ourselves, side by side…Lol, like no other….
An eye opening read by Keeper….

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I have never been particularly good at making conversation. Give me a quill and I shall blather on until the cows come home to graze but place a microphone in my hand and I am likely to freeze on the spot with eyes glazed over in a blank expressionless stare. I think the real problem has always been small talk; the kind of lightweight time-passing froth we would ordinarily engage in when on a first date. There is such thing as a comfortable silence but I seemed to fare better with the uncomfortable ones. After a certain amount of time muted the pressure mounts and so does the likelihood of uttering something vastly ridiculous. By a certain point my thoughts become wiped clean like etch-a-sketch and I’m left with nothing. Nothing to stop my opposite number considering me potentially the…

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How About Those Nineties

Child of the 90’s???

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Recently I released a post which looked back affectionately at the eighties and their relevance in history. I made no secret of the fact that I have a lot of love for the epoch, particularly given the fact that it coincided tidily with my first significant growth spurt. However, as much as it resonated with many of you born around the same time, anybody a little later to the party were left forlorn as I candidly dissed the decade which followed. Thus, I have decided to put things right and honor a period which often receives something of a hard time. I was careering towards my twentysomethings by the time 1989 waved us adieu so my recollections may not be so rose-tinted but I will endeavor to give credit where it’s due and hopefully right some of my wrongs in the process.

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Invisible

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Pom poms hurling toward the sky

Never let them see you cry

Pause so slightly, wonder why

All your dreams forsaken

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 Sideline cheers, inducing fears

Eternal waits, a thousand years

Wheels in motion, grinding gears

All your love’s been taken

black_zodiac__the_bound_woman_by_astrozerk04-d318w9w Died this death a thousand times

Within the confines of the mind

Expectations no different this time

A soulless shell, forgotten

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Smiles provide a place to hide

Easier to give up than try

 Silent, Screaming, Retreating

padded_cell_by_mr_book_faced-d5ffglq  Hope appears too distant

And all is far but well

Climb inside the shell to hide

 My very own private hell

First Time

First Time

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Sex is an absolute mind field. Whomever is responsible for dreaming up such a ridiculous act really ought to be ashamed of themselves if you ask me. I’m not saying it doesn’t cum without its own exclusive benefits but there are just so many do’s and don’ts to remember. Do make sure you wear protection, do be sure to scrub your genitalia thoroughly an hour before commencement, don’t overshoot the landing stretch by an inch or so as your partner may not be best pleased by any ill-advised rear entry. There’s just so many things to bear in mind; it’s a wonder any actual coitus ever takes place. Yet, when Mr and Mrs Bunny engaged in educational intercourse way back during secondary school; it all appeared something of a cinch. Mount your opposite number and, a few hearty thrusts later, baby…

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