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Be Not My Goddess

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Formlessforce

Published: Aug 19, 2009

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Let me never say
"I am nothing without you,"
for that would make me nothing altogether,
a hollow creature-
and such a thing can only be a parasite.

Let me never say
"I need you,"
for that is not love.
No man has ever loved opium or heroin,
he despises them even as he craves them.
So I would think of you.

Let me never with shaky countenance and weak bended knee
beg you for anything-
O, let me never grovel!
Let these lips never whisper
"I am not worthy,"
for in saying those words I would make them true.

Thelosy

Self realization

My self realization and the need to dig deeper in understanding the dark parts of myself led me to writing poetry and lyrics for my music. It made me able to Consciously see these behaviors. I'd write out these parts of myself in a way that seemed fucked up and in need of change. If anybody relates and needs help with the same, I'm providing a subscription to my self healing writings. Thank you everyone. New content will be added consistently.

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I just wrote this like 10 minutes ago, so it may need revision. I'll see later. I think it's solid enough.

Title is subject to change, I don't like it that much :/ I'll see though. A lot of things I write and don't like grow on me later for some reason.

Could you relate to this? This one seems to get a lot of attention and I can't quite figure out why. I don't think it's my absolute best but it gets noticed more than the others and I think it has to do with the subject matter.