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Fighting DepressionThere is weight on my chestFighting Depression by UncleGuts
It pushes and pushes
It suffocates me, and will not relent to my cries
It fills me with doubt and self-hatred
You are ugly, old, and useless!
What have you done?
What exactly have you accomplished in this life?
Your prime is slipping away,
And all that is left is that slow ride to death
You should have tried,
But you just gave up
You are pathetic, and your life is pointless
This same demon comes to me many times
In my past it almost claimed me
Your mother is dying
She is the only one who understands you
She is the rock you built your life on
Now you schooling is slipping
You don't seem to care about anything anymore
Why don't you just give up?
Why try anymore?
I opened the pill bottle
I wrote my note
I went to sleep...
...but I woke up again
Depression is horrific and absolutely controlling
I have struggled with it
Fought with that great demon
All of my life
When I write
When I give you these words
Not only are they for you,
But they are also a remi
Life is Truly BeautifulThe day goes on and onLife is Truly Beautiful by UncleGuts
The nights seem to last forever
Here on the edge of hell
I'm attached to the artificial
Break free my chains of indignation
Open my eyes to the beauty of the world
Let down my selfish defenses
And let me breathe the fresh air of freedom
To bask in the light of the sun
To hold tight the moment
To go on through the darkness
Never holding back
Oh, my friends how time changes a person
How life can twist and pull you
The edge of the blade caresses
Offering a glimpse of sweet relief
But don't break down
Don't give in
Life is truly beautiful and majestic
If only you open your eyes
And don't be afraid to love it
To love each other
And most importantly
Breaking DefinitionSo caught between the binariesBreaking Definition by UncleGuts
The black and white of life
The good, the bad
The right, the left
The man, the woman
The master, the slaves
We are not a binary code
We are not a bunch of zeroes and ones
You cannot define yourself!
You cannot limit yourself to such definitions!
Rejoice in yourself
Rejoice in your body
The pleasure, the pain
It belongs to you and you alone
So tired of the endless waste
The great liars leading the sheep
Putting us all into nice little categories
For them to organize to their liking
I refuse to be organized
I refuse to be categorized
I am not a man
I am not a woman
I am not straight
I am not gay
I am not masculine
I am not feminine
I am not strong
I am not weak
I am me, and that is all I can or want to be.
Definitions limit you, and what a boring life it would be..
..if we even could be defined.
I am a creator of unreality. A maker of things that no one else besides myself can visualize. I am pantheist. I have a thing for the universe and all the crap that makes it up. I am a hotdog. I drink to much. I like a lot of random and sometimes terrible music. |
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Hey, I'm Travis.. aka Uncle Guts, your average circus freak and lover of all things. I like just about all kinds of art. I like just about all kinds of people. I like just about all kinds of food too! Thank you much if you like my work. Thank you even more if you watch me! I tend to be a busy guy, so I might not update regularly, but I will be on at least once a week.