Face the Monster.

Face the Monster.

A Poem by Casey Nicolee
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about life in general.

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    Understanding someone's pain is like trying to understand a math problem without even knowing how to input the correct calculations.
We are quick to think about everyone else; Judging each other for their way of life, or view of sexuality.
Put this into perspective.
everyone makes mistakes. No one is f*****g perfect. We all f**k up at one point. We all cuss at our parents when we don't get what we want. We all break the rules. We have our shares of breakdowns and we all have different ways of living. Stop pretending like you are perfect and like everyone will die when you die.
Well, welcome to the real world. It will be sad when you die, but here is the harsh truth. Life moves on, people forget. The one's that you think will think of you, often don't remember you or what you did. Make your existence known.
Don't commit suicide. Put down the razor. The pills. you don't have to pretend any longer. Don't put that pain on someone else.
It's insane to leave pain for someone to gather and feel it. Face your insane feelings.
Face the monsters inside of you.

© 2014 Casey Nicolee


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Thanks, Casey Nicolee. This is what your poem make me reflect:

My parents weren't that strict so I didn't have any rules to break, I tried to pick up the rules from what different religious texts were saying, but it was difficult, the fear of being less than inhabited by the spirit of holiness or love for at least a decade made me unable to think that such evilness inside of us were permissible, I didn't understand how to deal with any feelings of desire which frightened me and I thought God would be angry with me for. I thought if someone went to church the spirit of the lord must be upon them and they could be believed and trusted. I thought they understood life better than I could of my own accord and that I could learn how to be closer to god by asking them about these hidden rules. I thought if I worked hard enough and was diligent I could earn a living and if god would bless me with a husband or a child I didn't know. Still now, those thing I see were placed as high values in that environment. I need to discover what it is that I need to know or accomplish, and how to proceed through each day, now that I have been able to see things from a new angle, the way a photograph looks different upside down or rotated 90 degrees

Posted 9 Years Ago


Wow this is really cool.....I like it.....

Posted 9 Years Ago



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