i hate that i
2025-02-22
i hate that i
always use i
i contemplate on the best way of thinking
best way to start
whether it’s with us
things
life
i
us sounds too preachy
i never taken seriously of those that says us instead of me
what it does is
it spooks off the invited
bad hospitality
one’s supposed to make one see
one has to look inward to see
one has to feel liberated to be
to think
one has to see
what one has to offer
to use it on themselves
therefore i
will always use i
as i
experience life
through
my own eyes
there has been a storm in my mind
i wanted to write
had a lot to say
but now i see
everything is how it’s supposed to be
it’s life
and i
i
and i
i
and i
i
i always wanted to
die
i always
hugged
many times i’ve been hugged
but for all the times i have not
i wanted to die
to hug the pretty death that awaits me
and i can become eternity
in a child’s eyes
that will hug his child
and that will hug his child
and that will hug his child
and everyone i hugged shall embrace me
in the holy arms of death
where we all lay together
separated from
those that can’t be killed
plastic
lifeless
fake entities
separated from
those unworthy
those unwelcomed
those that hasn’t lived
those that can’t be killed
those that are merely effects of the passing seasons
and the tolling of the bells
reminders of death
reminder of
how little
you’ve been hugged
how little
you’ve lived
how little
you’ve played
how little
you’ve jumped
at the arms of death
and not hugged it
or it didn’t hug you
cause you hadn’t hugged enough for the
last and eternal embrace
the bells
the doomed bells
you’re not hugged
you haven’t hugged
the bells
know the warmth of other arms
and meet them in my arms
where we will
be
where i
will be me
where you will be
you
where i could proudly say i
knew you
knew of your courageous acts
knew of you
taking on a competition
which one of us will hug more
when i asked you what’s the point
you told me
i’m inexperienced
in hugging
my life had been pretty empty
until this day
where i decided that
i
will embrace
the only embracer
that can fill up my void
death
and i need lots of practice
and a deep understanding as i
never been hugged before
i need to hug a lot
if i
if i
wanna be fully embraced
by death
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