Written December 20, 2019, 4:30 am
The utter feelings of despair
Are unremarkably fair
In a strange sense.
A sort of false pretense
Foreshadowing to less than a relent.
I wholeheartedly repent for all of my terrible sins.
Reality can be pretend.
Mortal life comes to an end!
Immortality becomes the trend.
To fully reach it (the plateau), one must know to ascend.
Prior to that, one may break bonds to never amend.
Helping hands are rare to lend.
Family can be water, blood... friends.
Live free in life
Because the tethers cause
Immense and everlasting strife
If you try and hold on to it all.
Not one impure soul has it all right.
Retain the humility of a youthful sprite.
Never give up!
You must fight!
For yourself and what's truly
Destined to be yours.
Pursue it with rage,
Animalistic on all fours.
Let the critical spectators abhor.
I implore you.
Success can be a bore
Unless you master the creation
Of your own lore, legend,
And the musical score.
It's all yours
And so much more.
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Survivor's Remorse
PoetrySurvivor's Remorse is a personal collection of poetry, songs, lyrics, prose, and more that ranges from the early 2000s through 2023 when I finally decided to start a new poetry book! Thank you immensely to anyone who has taken time to read this book...
