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Literature
Silent Minds
What I would give for a silent mind.
A golden thought to pass the time
Instead I have a self set bounty
as I toss and turn about me
Sleep sublets to death.
These harbored memories detest
and every negative act of desperation
is like a ghost upon depression
I know not which way the current flows
but when the sky goes dark
and temperatures drop below
I have too much
too many
thoughts inside
Like a wave crashing against the tide
Leaving swirling debris for some scavenger to find
and nibble on fragments to pass the time
The way it goes before I sleep;
These images and memories and self-talk beneath
It's the last thing I think before I depart
and the first thing I remember after the dark.
There is silence in the smallest of breaths
the space between words and sentences.
One day when I no longer hate myself
and can sleep through the night without needing help
I don't think I'll ever be healthy
Not with a defective mind like this.
But I will try
God I'll keep trying
to sleep through the night
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Literature
I Will Teach You How
There's a man in my apartment block
 I can tell he's divorced by the way he talks
  That bittersweet sneer and sarcastic glare
   See, I have taught him how.
    There's a girl who lives
   with an addiction to pills
  the needles she slides up her arm through the chills.
  She glances away when I pass her face
    Cause it was me who showed her how.
    There's a dog who can't be let off leash.
   He's a frenzied one when he hits the street.
  Bitten two men and a kid
 these multiple sins
     I taught his owners how.
   I taught the slime to drip
  I rendered death in kids
 There's power in knowledge
and power in disquiet
and one day
    I will teach you how
      It's all I know
     and like a poison, like a bullet
    I'm dormant when inactive
    but dangerous when alive.
   Bleed me out
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Literature
On My Mind
It's a conscious thought, though you've got to
  hide it
Reaction mixed with fear
   and silence
Those who speak not scream the loudest
    But I've sailed this sea before.
I'm trying to keep my head up
  tryin
mouthfuls of salty water
   crying
The volcano cooled and cracked
    science
Repeat you cycles, repeat.
I'm searching for a god
  intention
Creator, pantheon, aliens
   fending
and praying through the entropic
    ending
Too late,
 Her death is in my mind again.
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Literature
Self-destruction, Self-Control
 Self destruction, self control
 Finding ways to break this mold
 This safety net that knows no bounds
 this spider's web that breaks it down
Colonized and satisfied
straining through the cracks of time
Existential poisoned mind
self-destructive violent side
Let's all walk this layered cup
let's all balance, ropes and cuffs
self control, self control,
do not fall
just keep your hold
the sun is setting, hunker down
survivalist in ghost town
Keep the mold, don't break your soul
 self control
 self control
 self, you're folding into unknown
  The wind that cuts through skin and mind
  deep, deep inside, marrow somehow dry.
  These corners catch the darkened thoughts
  the self abuse, the sharp knife shock
It's a crueler fate, even crueler still
the self connection I might have built.
 The self help, the self will,
 the healthy habits that will never instill.
This thing is real, but it matters not
It's too late, the war is fo
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Literature
Sick of It
    You think of it
   and you think of it
  till you're
 mother fucking
sick of it
And it’s sick of you
but you’d stick to it
 Thoughts can backflow, septicemia transmit.
   It haunts you
  and it haunts you
 till your
Daddy comes to fondle you
and he’s haunting you
cause what’s haunting him
 is a generational, inflicted sin.
  It’s thriving
 and it’s thriving
till it grows death’s wings for terrorizing
It creeps over you
But you’re under him
 The weight of sickness is the mass of him.
  You’re damaged
 ever damaged
till you crash your car, destruction managed.
And destruction rides
what destruction decides
 You’re a bad decision, accidentally survived
  You’re trying
 yes you’re trying
till you bleed your guts out sympathizing
But what ails you
ails what it brews
The mass of truth is sickness too.
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Literature
Dark Story
I would like to hear a dark story
I want to see some beast struggle for its life
 and rip the strips of flesh from its bones.
  It'd make me feel like I'm not alone.
I would like to see a dark story
with candles that burn their wax and
 Eventually the lack of oxygen suffocates itself.
  Like a canary trapped.
The proof in the tale is: The world is a violent place.
  The hopelessness dusts my vision like nutmeg sprinkled on hot coffee.
 It's so potent.
 I'm so potent.
 I'm so violent.
I'm trying so violently to stay calm
and accomplishing silence only in self harm
I would like to feel a dark story.
Something unhealthy like a fixation
  like a striation
   carved into a body of rock
Carved into the canyons and veins and scabs of the earth.
The terror that comes before sleeping alone,
the oceans that never calm.
 I can taste that darkness.
         Solitary,
         ancillary,
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Literature
The Way The World Ends
You have to turn the whole fucking world around.
Do you know how many angles that requires?
The way it was, the passing tide
Holds an instance that knows no lies
But now we have to turn around
And go underground
Heat up the world then cool it down
Find ourselves then melt it down
Recreate what we thought we found
Squeeze our lungs until we drown
That's how you turn the world around.
Softly, softly, whisper through
all the facts we thought we knew.
All the faces we memorized
all the long spaced alibis
The quiet spaces that go between
the chaos, the rage, the breakdowns unseen
it's a strange way to live,
like a vagrant, lost
it's strange to walk between water drops
Nothing's never going on
and silence is actually singing a song
It's the label we gave,
the way the world turns
a secret island out past the berm
and seas overflow until gravity wins.
The way the world ends is the way it begins.
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Literature
Swallowing Spiders
We trade places, and the yin turns to yang
 and while the sun is setting, our backs get cold.
We spin around each other, like planets in orbit-
a gravity emulsifier. Lover magnets.
 We sink into each others illnesses
   like an alcoholic's enabler,
and tie the nooses around each others necks.
    I do not hate you and yet I can't forgive you.
   Like the story of the lady who swallowed a fly,
 I will keep swallowing spiders until all remnants of you are gone.
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Literature
I am a little overly passive
I am a little overly passive
 a little passive aggressive
  A little passion suggested
(especially towards myself.)
My post dramatic stress is in order
 dramatic posts on facebook; boring
  waking up at three this morning
waning, waxing, repeat.
Modern existentialism
 god and ghosts and skepticism
  humanity's a euphemism
I'm not quite awake.
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Literature
Heavily Ever After
  I am one of the many tunnels leading into your soul.
        and my pathway is coated with saliva and fairy tales
I am the part of you which grips your fears at night
   and I squeeze the juices from your stomach,
       and bring them up to the surface
  to put on display.  The forefront of your mind is my playground
           and when it's midnight and insomnia cradles you in her arms
                  I bubble up like a wart
             until all you can focus on is me.
Artists envy the way I paint your fears
   and the way I nestle under you skin like a splinter
           brings us cl
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illegal alien
I'm an illegal alien
Like a seagull that flies
into the nest of an eagle
I'm trespassing on the land
that invited me, recited me
in their declaration
there's no separation
from life, liberty
and the pursuit of my dreams
or so it seems
red, white and blue scenes
of love for one another
I'm your brother
look at my mother
one for another
under the same flag
america the beautiful
it's not unusual
to fight for what's right
til the final breath
give me liberty
or give me death
but you say that
I look like a Mexican
that I'm not an american
that you're much better
and you don't need
to carry a love letter
that says you belong
I didn't know
that it's wrong
to wear blue jeans
and eat rice and beans
yes im a rebel
you call me the devil
the seed was sown
now it's wrong
to own
my own citizenship
america the titanic
you think
you're still gigantic
in the atlantic
that there's no reason
to panic
one big melting pot
but we know who's who
it's haman and the Jew
we'll get rid of you
I thought when i go
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Lady Keeper
Darkness blanketed the tomb. The white alabaster stones seemed to stick out in stark contrast, but everywhere the little girl looked was covered in menacing shadows. Almost everywhere.
Two men were in the main chamber, the chamber that held King Alister’s remains. The main chamber also held a few treasures of the late king’s glory days. His sword, shield, and a few heirlooms of House Brádaigh were all displayed for pilgrims. Donations to pay for the tomb’s upkeep were kept in a small study off the tomb proper. The little girl figured this must be what the men were looking for and it was, unfortunately, where the girl hid.
Sarra of the clan Tearlach sat huddled under her grandfather’s desk in the study, shaking with fear. Her grandfather was the tomb’s keeper and no one was supposed to enter without his presence. Even his kin couldn’t go into the tomb unsupervised. If Sarra wasn’t to be in the tomb at night, neither were these ruffians.
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Told you I’d get through these chapters…just at my own pace! (ie: very sloooowwwly) I really like where this is going. There’s new disc...


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I’ll start with the positive things before I delve into the critical aspect of this critique. I really enjoyed the creative plot of thi...

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Guitar Squad
Playin a show and rocking out.  I play music for a living!  Want to check out more about me?  Look at my Instagram to hear me play more guitar.  instagram.com/GuitaristLindy/ 
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Girls with Guitars
I'm playing in a national touring band now.  Check it out!  I wear a wig and everything!  Want to see more about me?  You can check out my instagram to hear my guitar playing www.instagram.com/GuitaristLin… 
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What I would give for a silent mind.
A golden thought to pass the time
Instead I have a self set bounty
as I toss and turn about me

Sleep sublets to death.
These harbored memories detest
and every negative act of desperation
is like a ghost upon depression

I know not which way the current flows
but when the sky goes dark
and temperatures drop below
I have too much
too many
thoughts inside
Like a wave crashing against the tide
Leaving swirling debris for some scavenger to find
and nibble on fragments to pass the time

The way it goes before I sleep;
These images and memories and self-talk beneath
It's the last thing I think before I depart
and the first thing I remember after the dark.

There is silence in the smallest of breaths
the space between words and sentences.
One day when I no longer hate myself
and can sleep through the night without needing help

I don't think I'll ever be healthy
Not with a defective mind like this.
But I will try
God I'll keep trying
to sleep through the night
and stay away from my own death.

I'll pause in that instance and smile
and recognize all the miles.
It's a journey when it comes to loving self
and it starts at night
between sleep
and hell.
But until that moment,
My mind forces me to keep
An immaculate record of memories at my door
Silent Minds
Silver lining is that I get to chill with the moon in the night.  Don't we all, though? 
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There's a man in my apartment block
 I can tell he's divorced by the way he talks
  That bittersweet sneer and sarcastic glare
   See, I have taught him how.

    There's a girl who lives
   with an addiction to pills
  the needles she slides up her arm through the chills.
  She glances away when I pass her face
    Cause it was me who showed her how.

    There's a dog who can't be let off leash.
   He's a frenzied one when he hits the street.
  Bitten two men and a kid
 these multiple sins
     I taught his owners how.

   I taught the slime to drip
  I rendered death in kids
 There's power in knowledge
and power in disquiet
and one day
    I will teach you how

      It's all I know
     and like a poison, like a bullet
    I'm dormant when inactive
    but dangerous when alive.
   Bleed me out
  then simmer my carcass
before I teach you how.
I Will Teach You How
Late night thoughts. 
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It's a conscious thought, though you've got to
  hide it
Reaction mixed with fear
   and silence
Those who speak not scream the loudest
    But I've sailed this sea before.

I'm trying to keep my head up
  tryin
mouthfuls of salty water
   crying
The volcano cooled and cracked
    science
Repeat you cycles, repeat.

I'm searching for a god
  intention
Creator, pantheon, aliens
   fending
and praying through the entropic
    ending

Too late,
 Her death is in my mind again.
On My Mind
I was involved in situation that resulted in a death.  It's kind of fucked up.  
I haven't been on DA in years, but I'm kind of glad I have it now.  I can dump stuff here, and none of my current peeps know that I'm on here.  :D  It's like my secret little garden.  
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Woah, where have I been?  Traveling with my band, that's where.  :)
Logged in to see I won a DD two weeks ago.  Goodness, thank you so much everyone!  I never expected to win a DD, it came as such a surprise.  It's also a poem from seven years ago so I was...seventeen?  Sixteen?  Haha, it needed a new draft badly so I went through it and rewrote a bunch of lines.

In other news, I've started writing lyrics for my band.  It's much different than actually writing poetry, but I'm glad I'm getting the experience in.  We'll see if any of them ever make it somewhere notable like Pandora or (gasp) the real radio. 

Hope everyone's May is going good.  See ya later.

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Lindy
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"I had a lovers quarrel with the world" -Robert Frost

I'm a working musician. Want to check out my music? Check out my website, www.LindyDay.com

Other than that, I write. :D And after that, I bake horrible sugary things for consumption. Or throwing.
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Daedalan Featured By Owner Jun 11, 2014
I truthfully envy the air you breathe.  Your literature has me feeling rather inadequate as a writer, and in all this babbling I'm truthfully saying "holy shit you're good". 
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ElegantFaith Featured By Owner Jun 18, 2014   Writer
Thank you for the compliment, but no need to feel inadequate.  :)  That's the cool thing about artists.  We're all sharing something beautiful, not competing with each other.  Keep writing, keep reading.  :D  And thanks for stopping by!
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izzy68 Featured By Owner May 26, 2014
thank you
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ShadowedAcolyte Featured By Owner Feb 6, 2014
Thanks for the recent fav! I really appreciate it!
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CommnderShepard117 Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the fave on Hybrid! :)
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WritingRebel Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2013  Student Writer
Thanks so much for the fave :D
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EetrsWorld Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for the view!
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RhedtheRogue Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2013  Student Digital Artist
You are tagged [link]
And I am working on the character sketch, sorry its taking so long, life just decided to be evil.
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ChildOfTheWest Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2012  Professional Writer
I wanted to stop by and let you know I'm submitting that chapter you read over to various agents soon. I've started editing again and I'm very grateful for all your comments and suggestions. :)
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ElegantFaith Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2012   Writer
That's great! Congrats and I hope you get some positive feedback and some interested agents. Let me know how it goes. :)

Happy new year!
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