Stress isn’t a relief
Just a bit of thinking that
Affects your body
A pattern for survival
A way to live
Exist in a complex
World
That eventually drains
You up because
We have only one soul
And it’s need to be
Taken care of
Gently
The Only Soul
In The Darkest Hour
Life is pain
I said to myself
Just a lot of suffering
No meaning to it really
I thought
Trying to topple the grief
In my closed world
Avoiding any encouragement
To live on
Still in the middle of all that
Darkness some glimmer
Of hope lived on
And on
Keeping me alive throughout
The yearlong winter
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Question
Why did I survive?
I cannot see
Any meaning
In life
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Survival
Survival is a tricky thing
Running away in my mind
I don’t want to see the future
Preparing and pretending
That survival is still an option
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4
I am looking
For the door
In order to run
Away to the fun
Leaving all that
Nonsense behind
This is the way
I survive
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Survival
Survival is not a necessary thing
I don’t care
Anymore
My life is awful
I cannot move
Just being a prisoner
Of my own making
Without being
Able to free myself
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Unfit
Survival of the fittest
When you are not fit
At all
What a bad idea
Survival is sometimes
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Years
Trying to survive
A life without
Meaning or hope
Just years
Passing by
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On Ice cream
Passion is a fake thing
Just like love
Still we need it
To survive in this
Complicated world
So full of traps and illusions
Just like ice cream is a
Substitute that
Becomes something
By itself
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What a Fight
What am I fighting for?
What is the meaning
Of this life?
I created a place
To hide
That I cannot keep
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