Thomas]
Well-known member
Hey everyone,
Back in my youth, I used to be a very very enthusiastic writer. But over many years I've come away from it and I don't really understand why.
I've felt very... ambiguous recently, and I haven't really been able to express myself. So I decided to write this piece. It ambiguously expresses my ambiguous feelings at the moment!
Hope this makes sense anyway... For me, writing feels like art. And I was so excited to make something new recently, I'm sure to write some more later on. Hope you like..
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Truth be told, I cannot talk.
I cannot speak the words that make me.
The words that make me contemplate
the future that I can't create...
What's this nonsense? Truth be told,
I haven't known for many years.
What's this dream that riddles me
to answer doubts and persevere?
I could preach her words in silence.
Truth be told, I've searched the highlands
far and wide through winds and rain..
to understand the life I've made.
The silent nights; they comfort me.
I live to feel them, truth be told..
Repose, however, takes it's toll
when thoughts transform and crash my soul.
I write to dis-ambiguify
But even this is not a word...
Truth be told, I can't think straight
now she's gone and left my world.
I look and charm so many around
A friend of friends so far to see..
I know everything, truth be told
But true to me is just to me.
I'll never be that thriving man
that I had always hoped to be.
But I know rights and wrongs apart;
truth be told, I'm true to me.
Absurdities and ironies
cover all my tracks and scrawls.
But look beneath, my friend; behold!
I love not I, if truth be told..
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Back in my youth, I used to be a very very enthusiastic writer. But over many years I've come away from it and I don't really understand why.
I've felt very... ambiguous recently, and I haven't really been able to express myself. So I decided to write this piece. It ambiguously expresses my ambiguous feelings at the moment!
Hope this makes sense anyway... For me, writing feels like art. And I was so excited to make something new recently, I'm sure to write some more later on. Hope you like..
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Truth be told, I cannot talk.
I cannot speak the words that make me.
The words that make me contemplate
the future that I can't create...
What's this nonsense? Truth be told,
I haven't known for many years.
What's this dream that riddles me
to answer doubts and persevere?
I could preach her words in silence.
Truth be told, I've searched the highlands
far and wide through winds and rain..
to understand the life I've made.
The silent nights; they comfort me.
I live to feel them, truth be told..
Repose, however, takes it's toll
when thoughts transform and crash my soul.
I write to dis-ambiguify
But even this is not a word...
Truth be told, I can't think straight
now she's gone and left my world.
I look and charm so many around
A friend of friends so far to see..
I know everything, truth be told
But true to me is just to me.
I'll never be that thriving man
that I had always hoped to be.
But I know rights and wrongs apart;
truth be told, I'm true to me.
Absurdities and ironies
cover all my tracks and scrawls.
But look beneath, my friend; behold!
I love not I, if truth be told..
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