You're always asking me if I had anything worth dying for.
I'll pose the opposite to you and ask you this:
"Why is it that you find life to be worth living?"
Is it so interesting to go through each day feeling anxious?
To the point that you feel nauseated enough to collapse.
Is it so joyous to spend each night staring at a blank ceiling,
Hearing the clock tick on toward morning,
And yet you lie awake.
Tired, but awake, emotionless, but awake...
Do you truly get up each day, facing it with optimism.
Or do you look at the news and the state of the world,
And genuinely fear for your safety?
Now, if it were me that you had asked my de
We live in a society
where obese men can't be beautiful.
We live in a society
where being African American automatically makes us criminals.
We live in a society
where women are looked down upon as whores and sluts.
We live in a society
where having anxiety means we're nuts.
We live in a society
where being blonde means we're brainless.
We live in a society
where wearing turbans make us terrorists.
We live in a society
where having good grades means we don't have a life.
We live in a society
where being a man means you want a wife.
We live in a society
where the unemployed are lowly.
We live in a society
where the gay are just lonely
5'8.
36, 25, 38, it'd be nice.
long, healthy blonde hair,
blue eyes,
typical caucasian female.
miles of legs,
straight toes,
collarbones of a model, yeah.
how pretty, yeah.
how pretty.
i went in for a checkup, momma made me
get my blood panel done.
it's always the same. blood pressure,
check my ears, hold me down for the
life that runs inside me because needles are
nasty. she made me step up to the
wall. my mother snorted.
she made me step onto the scale.
my mother 'tsked.'
i'm half asian and the other half white and i couldn't
give a damn about what i would have
to give up to be either or.
5'2.
46, 32, 48, give me a break.
the man in th
I wonder what I´ll dream tonight.
Hopefully something nice.
Someplace alone with my wife,
hold her hand
beneath the starry sky,
and kiss her lips
a sweet and loving goodnight.
She lays before me
yet another female at dawn
she's not in the least bit interesting
she's not the the ideal match
yet I'm in love
entranced by her beauty
my loneliness is a force that drives me
I'll act surprised by the inevitable outcome.
Ode to Pointless Struggles by DiminutiveBust, literature
Literature
Ode to Pointless Struggles
I think that I shall never see
A piece of fucking shit like me;
That wastes away his worthless time
And lets things go that shouldn't, I'm
So fucking pissed with what I see,
But yet once more I let this be.
It happened once and then again
Like clockwork, only subtler, when
He shattered you, you tumbled, fell,
And here I sat and watched you. Well,
You put yourself together fine,
And I'd be proud and happy - time
Would mend all wounds, or so they say
But no, your mind won't work that way.
Instead you lift yourself up high,
And say again "I like that guy".
Despite my words, despite my pleas,
Again he brought you to your knees,
And now again you