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the tipsy writer : Writing

to be alive

to be alive

A Poem by the tipsy writer


Fear is a stark reminder of what living can truly be.Of why we yearn to be alive in the first place.When we are fronted with that dread of the worst k..
Im not naive

Im not naive

A Poem by the tipsy writer


Nice Smart Driven Positive attributes to be sure, But f**k it if I can’t be likable Cause I’ve never been. ´That’ girl, ..
it starts with a thought

it starts with a thought

A Poem by the tipsy writer


It starts with a thought,A wormy thing that infectsLike a parasitePreying on that brief,Brief moment of doubtUntil it’s gorgedAnd left a shell o..
the bereavement room

the bereavement room

A Poem by the tipsy writer


The bereavement roomThe hollow, soul-filling, sweet melancholyOf that that ugly roomHas bored its way into my DNA.Becoming the first chapterIn a book ..
I was here

I was here

A Poem by the tipsy writer


On the walls of the world, it is proclaimed: “I am here” A small declaration in the shadows of giants. But I will be forgotten. And th..
Quantum

Quantum

A Poem by the tipsy writer


How do you perceive infinity?You don’t.Give up.It is more worthwhile to discover the meaning of life.Your life, anyways,Rather than infinite oth..
subconscious predators

subconscious predators

A Poem by the tipsy writer


Dreams are great imitatorsOf experiences and fearsRamming down barriersTo roads once firmly blockedWith their bigNO TRESSPASSING signForgotten.How you..
it's okay

it's okay

A Poem by the tipsy writer


How many futures lie aheadWhen the past still drumsIt’s old, persistent songIn well worn, bloody chambers.I’ll live in the comfortOf what ..
mind gymnastics

mind gymnastics

A Poem by the tipsy writer


There’s magic in the walls If you open your mind But be wary of monsters that strike from behind From front From every side From where thou..
A trip through nature

A trip through nature

A Poem by the tipsy writer


Nature is a drug, so sweet, So ephemeral. But the sand in the glass has stopped falling. Mind rises to the sky Body merges with the earth In a ..

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