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rolloroberson · 3 months
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New Year’s Day Sunset
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What do you do on those days when upon waking you feel that emptiness in your gut and very little hope that a turnaround is eminent?
Wow that’s a really hard question to answer tbh. I feel that way a lot. I guess I just try to focus on things that bring me some kind of joy or peace even for a few minutes, for me that’s usually music or playing games on my phone to distract myself from that feeling. I wish I had a better answer but I hope that you’re doing okay ❤️
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rolloroberson · 5 months
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Saturday Sunset
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Lowcountry Light
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Tuesday Sundown
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rolloroberson · 3 months
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rolloroberson · 4 months
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Sunset Saturday
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rolloroberson · 4 months
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Saturday Skies
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rolloroberson · 5 months
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Friday Sunset
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Friday Night Sights
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New Year’s Day
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rolloroberson · 1 month
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Halfway
I’m just here sustaining,
White lines memories,
Of endless days and nights,
Where day and night have lost any semblance of meaning
There are my cast of characters
In flesh and blood-
Instead of pen and paper,
Dipping in and out of the shadows,
Adorned with their coterie
The sounds bounce off the walls,
Bounce off my consciousness to your
Hearts and Minds,
Spinning like a silo from Shiloh-
You get the full dose with me
I’m not a half way kind of man
Sitting here with my alter ego…
I’m studying your eyes,
I’m avoiding the perambulation
Shifting through your soul—
And the lies you hide behind,
The brokenness merging into the midnight of your damp delusions
The road has run through
The webs of the colored tapestry
I’ve called life,
In revelatory moments the road has run right over me,
and led me to crowded rooms
And empty thoughts,
Fixated on the fervor
Of spirit and flesh
I hear gentle whispers
And spiteful scorn,
In stereo
Amidst a phalanx of busted stereotypes,
All wearing her face
One day morning
Will cascade through the cracks
Of her well placed walls
And her unfounded faith…
She will finally understand that
I am not a halfway kind of man
Rolloroberson💋2024
“A broom is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces
Of yesterday's life
Somewhere, a queen is weeping
Somewhere
A king has no wife
And the wind, it cries
Mary"- Jimi Hendrix
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rolloroberson · 3 months
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Serene Reflection
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