Prose and poetry

By UNFxaviere

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Prose and poetry, feelings and speech in text. I wanted to live as a human, But never never really was a man. More

I was
Battleground
Demons ?
War
Appointment
Roses...
I'm tired
Not named
Poem
I
Maybe...
Why
...
Prose
Tests of L.
Prose
....
Moonlight
Insect
No background
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A0d1DqZkZu8
The
Ghost
Not named
Just a reaction
I walk down
Like a bug in my mind
one day
I wanna
Today
Hello "her"
more ?
I gave in for this
Blood is red
this kind of "me"
Princess
wings
so money is
spoon
call
rdm and useless
Mine
living on night
one to talk
One day
Good boy
Penniless
No end
je t'ai choisi
Il fait froid
Uniforme
Amour
Stimulation
On a voulu que j'imagine une fleur.
Bruit
une nuit de printemps...
Poème
MOI
un monde
voulez vous
How.D.R.Feels
Untitled Part 78
Ha...Ha...
Untitled Part 80
Untitled Part 83
J'
Heaven
Untitled Part 87
Rien dans
Âme
useless prose
To me :
Short realism in a realistic life
Sweet
world made by
tried
P.L.E.U.R.T.
Aimer est un mensonge
Content de vivre
Dans un champ
J'imagine
porte blanche
existence
trouver
à cacher
d
Couscous satanique
anytime
(Al)Chimie :
Vivantes
la petite bête
TBTC
Humans :
vas plus vite
Perche
Et si...?

Monol'ogging

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By UNFxaviere


What I know :

-Pain.

What I want to know :

-Why ?

I guess I deserved it. This pain in my chest, the death of the person that helped me the most in life, the feeling of loneliness when I hear my brother enjoying himself with his/her boy/girlfriend, The tightness in my heart I get when I remember what it's like to be next to the person you love, and my lungs being "cut" when I remember what it's like to get betrayed by your girlfriend.

I guess I deserved that, I guess I deserved that, I guess FUCK THIS SHIT !

If I could, yes, I would go back in time. But I would not make myself rich using bitcoin, I would kill myself in my mother's womb.

WHO, tell me, WHO would want a life like mine ? I'm a victim of almost every possible crime that exists, and I have almost as many mental disorders as there are fingers in a human hand !

And now someone wants to help me ? Give me a BREAK !

The only person I know that could help me is dead. And the only person I know right now that can help me is myself.

-Then why don't you do something ?

Maybe because I know the logic behind these words : "Help yourself !"

Then the only solution found is death.

-Then die ?

FUCK OFF.

I deserve to ask myself how I should end my life. Funny. Hey, God(s), is that really funny at this point ? What do you find interesting ? Do you get an orgasm each time I suffer like this ?

Do you want to see me die that badly ? But, isn't that against what you told humans ? Then, are you just a narcissistic pervert ? Saying no for the others while YOU can do it ? What ? I understood what I shouldn't have and now you want to kill me and make it seem "normal" ? Too bad I have more willpower than you get ideas to make me kill myself.

Or maybe, there is more to it ?

Maybe, and I say MAYBE, there is more than one kind of "god" and they try to fight by comparing who can have the biggest impact ?

You know what ? I find that so ridicule it's funny for me too.

Not today, Fuckers.

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