Life…



I can’t find the help I need right now,
By the time I write this verse,
You will find me wandering about,
Trying to comprehend the ways to love myself and others,
You will know, If not already,
That the best of ways to fight the sorrow,
Is to live with peace with what will happen in tomorrow,
Surely, we will perceive,
Beheaded prose and then convey ourselves,
That story has been told already,
Still, we cannot judge a loving heart,
And those who have their ways,
Trying to destroy the myths and make the body,
For this lifelong never-ending study,
I do believe that person that provides,
True love in any form or shape,
Will it be the action or a simple word,
Can die both from a sickness or from a motherfucking crazy world alone,
No, no, no, no…
Forget about it – will die in a peace,
In peace with bloody body and his mind,
A family, that will be gathering around him,
Will bring him glass of shitty water,
Or else I cannot understand,
Why people do believe in God?
Or fucking science based on silly studies…
Whole population on this planet Earth,
Is to be doomed by own belief,
That we belong to our bodies,
We don’t belong to ourselves,
A constant fear that is inside me won’t die without pills,
This crazy feeling that you are way behind,
All of your family and friends,
In terms of helping yourself out,
And live a normal person’s live,
Won’t die until I literally die,
There is no fear of death – I don’t possess it,
And maybe it’s the only fear,
That I can fight with ease,
Because my life is not for making silly jokes,
About a crazy mind of mine
When you cannot go out,
When you can’t listen people talking,
About cars and mortgages, money, sex..
I do think that this situation is not like you can open an umbrella,
And suddenly become a Cinderella,
Exactly opposite – you are ahead of schedule while you’re young,
And then for all of a sudden,
You start to melt apart…
How happy can a person be,
While walking somewhere looking at the sky,
Trying to find sun?
I guess my mission on this Earth is to teach,
Teach my own body and my crazy head,
That I have purpose that is bigger,
Then just a walk around the niceties of regular life,
I rather would accept it…
However, on a plus side – I have all time in the world to think about my future and never guess right.

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