foundinthought

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The Welcoming Deep by foundinthought, literature

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The Welcoming Deep

They chant my name, they chant my name All I want to do is sleep I know their voices, I know their voices They're stirring memories deep Go to them, I must, or maybe I mustn't Living, breathing, loving in the light Memories they bring are bittersweet Those feelings no longer my right I feel like I'm dead, but maybe I'm not How else could I hear their voices so clear? I want to go to them, but I don't think they're real The ache I feel slowly burgeons into fear They chant my name, they chant my name They've woken me from my sleep Their voices bring fear, run from the voices Retreat further into the welcoming deep

my own nature by foundinthought, literature

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my own nature

do you ever read those stories about talking to your younger self? do you imagine that same dry delivery when you think about the perfect fucking train wreck your life has become? because, five years ago, I was still naive. ten years ago, an idiot. the kind of stupid and naive outlook that would ignore the sage advice my future self would give knowing full well he's right. there's still no telling what I might say. every mistake I've made as an adult has been made out of love, greed, laziness, or a combination of all three. to live is to be a victim of your own nature and, honestly, I'd have rather been a victim of a philanthropist than a sadist.

Writer's Block by foundinthought, literature

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Writer's Block

The words are up there and they're tumbling around Riddles and rhymes from my mind's lost and found So ready to be written and so ready to be read If only I could dig them out of my head Today isn't that day if I'm being perfectly frank My pen might be steady but the paper's still blank It stares at me expectantly as if I haven't tried It taunts me constantly, always attacking my pride It seems to be saying that I'm not who I claim A poet without words is just a crying shame The minutes tick by and the day disappears A blank page the culmination of my fears I've walked, I've talked, I've hit my head on the wall Inspiration out of reach an

Homewrecker by foundinthought, literature

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Homewrecker

That ring on your finger Doesn't match the look in your eyes Or the way your hands linger When we hug our goodbyes And when I smile at you You're quick to smile back Maybe the qualities I hold true Are the same ones he lacks The days just disappear The weeks soon to follow Temptations draw near Is our character so hollow? The day finally came When I chose to walk away I couldn't handle the shame So I couldn't bear to stay Because that ring on your finger Meant you weren't alone My presence couldn't linger Knowing I'd wreck a home

The Right Choice by foundinthought, literature

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The Right Choice

I saw you in the store the other day and I couldn't help but smile Even before the break up, you had been struggling for awhile You looked so much happier than the day you chose to leave I know we both needed time to collect ourselves and grieve I didn't make it easy, couldn't let you go without a fight In retrospect, I should have known things weren't alright I had just never experienced anything that made me feel so bereft Than the day you said you didn't love me and the day you up and left Excuses aside and reasons forgotten, I was glad to see you alive With everything that happened, I was afraid you wouldn't survive But you did and you ar

Late Night Drive by foundinthought, literature

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Late Night Drive

The tires rumble along the street A steady cadence to match my heartbeat The engine's hum and the music low An easy melody to dampen my sorrow The only way I know how to set the right pace Is the feel of the wind caressing my face I breathe in the scents the night has to share Peace such as this shouldn't feel so rare All I ever need is a late night drive To remind myself that I'm still alive Whether it be city lights or starry skies They're soothing sights to my tired eyes It's a journey without a destination An experience filled with sensation It's sustenance for the soul Something to make me feel whole I'll drive until I finally feel t

The Doctor by foundinthought, literature

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The Doctor

When I was young I was hearty and hale Indestructible and lasting A body that didn't fail But time takes its toll And I developed an ache This was the beginning Of a rather terrible mistake I picked up the phone I made that fateful call To the venerable man Known as Dr. Amadeus Hall I walked in to the lobby And to the check-in book I signed my name quickly Barely bothering to look I had just sat down When a voice spoke my name The far door stood open A man's silhoutte in the frame He beckoned me inside I was glad to not wait Not knowing any better I willingly sealed my fate He led me down a hall With walls the starkest white And sat me

Can't Go Back by foundinthought, literature

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Can't Go Back

If it wasn't for my smiles As it all went up in flames You might have seen the tears While you were playing your stupid games Indifference is my last defense And I've played it to the hilt What else could I do As I watch you burn every bridge we built The charred husks remain Reminders of what we lost It's hard looking to the past Knowing what your actions now cost These scars might yet fade Sharp edges dulled with time But we can never again go back To before you committed your crime

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The Welcoming Deep by foundinthought, literature

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my own nature by foundinthought, literature

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my own nature

Writer's Block by foundinthought, literature

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Writer's Block

Homewrecker by foundinthought, literature

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Homewrecker

The Right Choice by foundinthought, literature

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The Right Choice

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Late Night Drive

The Doctor by foundinthought, literature

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Endless Feelings by LittleShadowLove, literature

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Endless Feelings

Lost in the shadows once more With these feelings that I can’t seem to ignore. I thought I was being brave, saying what I needed to say; but at the end of the day it still haunts me. I know I did what I needed to, but was it worth it in the end? These questions will never escape me. I think of you every day, I wish it didn’t end this way. I only wish you the best and hope you are happy.

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Ferris Wheel - Seattle

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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied

Sep 14
United States
Deviant for 8 years
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Optimistic Realist

Favourite Movies

Now You See Me, The Princess Bride, Marvel, Big Hero 6

Favourite TV Shows

Arrow, Archer, The Shannara Chronicles, Avatar: The Last Airbender

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Rise Against, Chevelle, Breaking Benjamin

Favourite Books

Shannara, Gentleman Bastards, Mistborn, Stormlight, etc.

Favourite Writers

Terry Brooks, Brandon Sanderson, Brent Weeks, Scott Lynch

Favourite Games

Destiny, Diablo 3, Final Fantasy, Rocket League, The Division

Favourite Gaming Platform

Playstation, PC

Tools of the Trade

Fingers, mind, Canon EOS Rebel t3i

Other Interests

Anything frisbee, technology, computers, people

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foundinthought

Sep 19, 2018

To the ones we've lost

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The only outlet I ever give myself is through my writing.  It's the only thing I let everyone see.  I grieve in private and I recover in private.  I lost my dad last year.  A phone call one day and on a plane the next to go see him.  He wasn't even conscious by the time I got there.  I don't do well with emotions and I never have.  I knew I was losing him but held on to this naive hope that he would somehow recover.  It was left to me and my sisters to make the decision to take him off of life support and never have I ever wanted more time with someone than I did before that point.  We take the ones in our lives for granted and don't always s

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foundinthought

Mar 7, 2018

[WP] Youth is wasted on the young.

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The golden days of my childhood resonate through my mind as I’m sitting through yet another meeting at work.  I’m waiting patiently for someone to slam binders on the conference table or pull the fire alarm or some other drastically overt gesture.  That fight or flight response is about the last hope I have for a surge of adrenaline and energy. Thinking back, I can’t remember being this exhausted although I am sure it was probably only a few hours ago.  I pick up the energy drink next to my elbow and can’t help that overwhelming disappointment as I discover it is empty yet again. It was empty the last three times I tri