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Tears of relief falling
from eyes holding themselves dry
for far too long
trying to stay strong
trying not to scream at the sky
asking nobody why we're dying.
Fading fast because
emotions can't last as the cause
for our survival
our will is subservient
and our utmost denial
is severely inconvenient
to everything trying to hold us together,
everything trying to promise us forever.
Forever doesn't exist
within the confines of mortality
we pretend at invulnerability
because we are vulnerable.
Death stares us in the face
and we close our eyes.
from eyes holding themselves dry
for far too long
trying to stay strong
trying not to scream at the sky
asking nobody why we're dying.
Fading fast because
emotions can't last as the cause
for our survival
our will is subservient
and our utmost denial
is severely inconvenient
to everything trying to hold us together,
everything trying to promise us forever.
Forever doesn't exist
within the confines of mortality
we pretend at invulnerability
because we are vulnerable.
Death stares us in the face
and we close our eyes.
Literature
Millions
How do you tell the story of how a million people felt?
It's like trying to put words on infinity. The telling never ends; once you've caught a thread, you find that it is inextricably bound to countless others, an incomprehensible chain of emotion, a tangled spider web, shuddering with our nympholepsy. Even pictures only tell a thousand words, and a thousand pictures could never hope to come close to the words we lacked. The media's well of words ran dry how could you say it? Activists grew docile and listless what was there to say?
Our misery was collective, but as a collective we were splintered irreconcilably, individ
Literature
The Nine Billion Names
The computer was finally finished.
The monks were done.
All nine billion names of God were now known.
The world was now going to end.
Reality started to stretch,
The quantum strings began to become undone.
Matter pulled apart,
The Big Tear had arrived,
Everything was warped.
The stars in the night sky faded away,
The moon turned blood red.
The ground began to churn and actually sink,
And then it began to simply fall away,
Revealing what was under the surface;
A black void with a lurid white core.
The sea turned to dust,
Falling away with the ground.
Everything was nothing,
And nothing was everything.
Infinity, Eternity, Tim
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Brief Considerations
I have briefly considered burning.
Though always smouldering,
there was never quite a flame,
so to speak.
I have always been more
like a dim light,
glaring from a distance.
After lengthy consideration,
it has been decided that the
acrid stench would do me
no favours.
I have grown to accept
that I am no star,
no source of light
for the malcontent.
I am just one small light,
flickering, wavering,
barely existing;
Yet I carry on
and that is good enough
for now.
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just found 2 poems I had forgotten about in my st.ash. this is the first.
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Reminds me of "all good things come to an end". I suppose the denial of life is worse than death itself.