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When it looks like the end of the road
It's time to step into the unknown
It's time to step into the unknown
Literature
I Believe I Can Fall
I believe I can fall...
But I'm flying instead.
I believe I can crawl...
Crawl underground...
But the surface is where I'm found left for dead.
Living even though I'm supposed to be lying...
Lying on the cold pavement, but who would've guessed? I'm flying.
Away from all the things I used to have around me...
I don't even know where I'm going right now...
All I know is while I was left for dead, durable wings luckily found me.
Literature
Is This Freedom?
I am free to do anything I like
Run around, cook food, write a poem,
But the one thing I'm restricted from doing is the thing I need the most
I need to touch.
Touch a book,
Touch a fork,
Touch a person,
Touch a dog,
Touch a phone,
Touch a mouse,
Touch a door,
Touch a handle,
Touch a faucet,
Touch a pen,
Touch a bottle,
Touch a cup,
Touch a seat
Touch a towel,
Touch a bed,
Touch a rag,
Touch a bag,
Touch a hat,
Touch a jar,
Touch a blanket
Touch anything. . .
I can touch nothing,
For I am unclean
I am clothed with the most deadly poisons
And am as naked as the clearest heavens
I cannot sit
Cannot lie,
Cannot lift,
I Cannot even try
For
Literature
Lack of Luck
"Lack of Luck" is like constantly turning your back.
Doing this for no reason whenever something good comes up.
"Lack of Luck" is like your whole life turns out to be a lie.
Experiencing this you may find yourself kneeling in the rain, thinking "why?".
"Lack of Luck" is like getting tons of setbacks one after the other.
Having this shady feeling that all your efforts vanish fruitlessly in dark, endless smother.
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I might as well shoot myself if that were the case.