Tools for staying alive(collection)
Table of contents
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Introduction
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Poem
1
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Poem
2
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Poem
3
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Poem
4
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Poem
5
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Poem
6
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Poem
7
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Poem
8
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Mini
story
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Outro
Introduction
Just enjoy this collection, with whatever playlist you find
suitable. It’s formless so it’ll adapt to whatever environment it’s thrown in
Poem
1
This thing is called
love…
This illusion we
desperately chase,
Hoping to embrace,
As we seek solace.
It's all but a lie,
To make you feel fly,
Quite possibly keep
you alive,
For a long while.
But love doesn't
exist,
You only seek to be
pleased,
By the care of
another in sync,
With your emotions,
With your thoughts,
With your ideas,
With your fantasies
and plots,
Love is real but
finding her will leave you…
I can't really say,
Try finding out.
Poem 2
I hate the things
that make others happy.
They never make me
happy.
But it’s funny how
I'm happiness to some people.
Consistent and
unending cycle of pain,
Tortures me
ceaselessly.
But I'm Immortal and
a smile fixes more than tears do
I hope...
Poem 3
Why doesn't my
happiness ever last?
Is it a hoax I'm
meant to deal with?
An illusion only I
can see beyond.
Am I the fault?
Am I the flaw?
Am I the problem?
Should I be here?
Is this healthy?
Treating others and
ignoring myself,
Sinking deeper and
pulling others out,
The darkness hurts,
I can feel it
creeping in,
I've kicked everyone
who brought any bit of light,
Cast them aside,
Now there's no one,
It's pitch black.
Soaking in
nothingness and emptiness,
I drown
I drown...
But I'm loved.
Fuck!
This isn't right.
Where's SMD, Zabel,
Eunice, GB...?
Where's Black?
Where's Nicole?
Where's my baby boo?
Why's is so dark?
I'm just...
I'll stop now.
I'll stop right
here.
I'm perfectly fine.
I'm immortal in the
end,
They aren't.
So I'll be fine.
They trust me enough
to stay alive.
Poem 4
My empress is scared
of the dark,
She holds my hands
tight when the sun goes down,
"I love
you" she'd say.
Reaffirming herself
and me that the darkness would pass.
It hurts me to see
her hurt,
But I can't do much.
I hold her hand
tightly,
"I love you
too" I reply.
Reminding her I'm
there with her,
The dark is
blinding,
It's quiet,
Peaceful,
Serene,
The dark wraps us in
its embrace,
Sitting with our
scars,
We wait and watch.
Hand In hand,
Her head on my
chest,
Breathing slowly,
As we wait for
light.
Poem 5
Fell in love,
That fucked me up.
Pretty eyed,
Slender,
Unique beauty,
Found a companion,
an angel,
She showed me hell
in the end.
The happiness she
gave was never mine to keep.
Found friends,
That fucked me up.
Amazing,
Funny and
interesting,
Nice vibed people,
Still fucked me up
though.
Couldn't keep the
relationships,
Didn't have the
energy,
Didn't have the
tools,
Left a lot of good
people in bad places.
Found myself,
Still fucked up.
Pretty eyes,
Nice voice,
Charming delight,
Narcissism eats
away,
Laziness prevailing,
Talents in a myriad
of places,
Still fucked up
though.
These words are raw,
Fucked up,
Unique,
Beautiful,
Not worthy,
Uninspired,
In(sane),
But I'm sane,
I hope...
Life,
Love,
Friends,
Family,
Legit low key fucked
facade.
I have no reason to
feel this way,
Simply slowing
myself down,
But it's fun I
guess,
Being a SADIST,
Hurts though,
But it's all I've
got.
FEEL HOWEVER YOU
MUST
Poem 6
Write,
Write,
Write,
Hhik,
Yuuiuuu,
Huuuhh,
I'm pretty sad.
P.S: There was no
typo.
Poem 7
You see among us,
shadow fight and Injustice.
I see tools that
give me peace,
Lies I hide behind,
Thing that make me
feel bliss.
There's Injustice
among us that we fight in the shadows,
But that'll have to
wait for tomorrow,
I've got to grind
and I have chests to open,
These vain tasks
keep my eyes open.
I'm losing sleep,
But trying to die
less,
Fair trade if you
ask me.
It's all good,
I try to be fine,
So it'll work out
eventually.
So for now I'll keep
playing my games,
Sorry using my
coping mechanisms...
I mean my tools to
stay alive,
If you got anyone we
could play together,
Please do tell.
Loneliness and are
have been together for years.
P.S: Comment any
multiplayer PvP game we could play.
Poem 8
Help!
There are actual
people that need this.
Broken and seemingly
helpless.
What do you offer
them?
Sex?
Drugs?
Advice?
When all they need
is help.
I won’t tell you
what help is.
It’s also formless.
Mini story
"James why? Why is leaving the only option? You love me, don't you?
Don't you!?" Sarah screamed as I slipped out of her hands.
Her hands ached and hurt but she held on to me with her last bit of
power, it wasn't enough for her, but she offered it to me.
"There's nothing left Sarah. I can't love you any more than I do
now, but I don't love me like that" I said smiling the cut on my chest
bleeding profusely.
All she needed to do was let go of me, she simply needed to let go yet
here she was, holding on to something she knew she would lose soon. The
explosion had pushed me over the Cliff injured us both badly but before I fell
to my doom she held on to me refusing to admit she was hurting.
I knew like always that she was in pain, she never could hide it from me
and now it was an obvious situation, but do I let myself be saved only to leave
once again.
"Sarah I have to go. It's the only way" I said tears rolling
down my eyes as I smiled, looking at her strained expression and the pain she
was trying so desperately to hide from me. I knew it was the only way and I
would take the decision. I had to, right?
"I'm not leaving you alone! You promised. James you promised!"
She said, the pain seeping out of her words.
"I love you, Sarah," I said giving up hope completely as the
sound of cracking crew louder beneath my feet.
"Okay then, we go out in style," Sarah said holding onto my
hands tighter than ever as she rolled off the cliff dragging me along.
I was pulled towards her and she grasped me, Hugging me tightly as we
fell.
"I love you" she whispered chuckling as we landed on the
thorny ground.
It was only a few seconds but that was forever to us.
Outro
I hope you enjoyed this, you’ll hear from me again…
😢 most of dem re true sha,but is a gud poem keep it up 👍🏾
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