Losing The Game

Life is unequal game

That we play

Whether we want it or not

You are part of that game

You know that you will always

Lose in the end

They have a car

You have your worn out sandals

The game is equal to all

But only the rich and smart

Can win

You wish they burn in hell

But they are all happy and well

In the end they give you a dime

And tell you that you are going

To be fine

But the truth is that you are going

To die alone and in pain

That is life here my friend

End it all before you fall

Let the play their game

Until they burn it all

That is their nature

Then you will be no more

Game is over my friends

The True Loser

What is the conclusion

From experience

Is that

All my life

I have been

A loser

I accept that

Whatever I do

I will be lost

Before I tried to be

A part of your society

Now it does not matter

Anymore

Your survival is your problem

I will soon be gone

Camping out

With the dinosaurs

Thorny Paths

The landscape is barren

And the road is narrow

No one around

Only you and your mind

Your thoughts

Running around

Like wild beasts

That are

Leaving the peace

And entering the

Zone of war

In your mind

All the things that you should have done

And here you are on the ground

With nothing around

Time and time again

You are a loser my friend

But it does not matter

In the longer run

A Lucky Strike

The rich are the happy one

In this equation,

Improving their wealth

Every year

For the rest of us

Eternal struggle to make ends meet

We will suffer and eventually

In the next cycle

Lose even more

So please give us your change

So we can maintain ourself

And continue to pretend

That things will get better

The Great Loser.

I keep on trying

Year after year

There are no

Meaning

I am a loser

And losers

As you know

Deserves to die

Out in the wild

Or in a camp,

A concentration camp for losers

The winners can put us there

And kill us

A winner is a killer, a murderer

Just doing the killing, quick or slow

That is the true nature of humanity

Contemplative Self Destruction

Here we are in this dirty place

The people that we are

Are the ones we hated yesterday

We despise ourself

Because in our own eyes

We are failures

Creatures not worth living

We thought that we had

All the answers but this is not the case

We are losers

Soon dead

Leaving the world

To be destroyed

By the more successful

Of our stupid spices

Setting the time

The morning has long past

I am now living in the future,

It sounds like a bad movie, but everything is the same

Just different characters in the roles

And I am in the place that I always feared

Lonely, without real friends but busy taking

Care about children and mentally ill people

Most of the time, It fills my mind and I am trapped

No energy for something else than that

I will never succeed in any way

Because anxiety takes the most irrational ways

It has to go somewhere and now it takes

The energy from making a living

Slowly I am being strangled

She promised she would never let me go

And I stay as always for too long

 

 

 

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