G
GotNothingToOffer
Greycel
★
- Joined
- Oct 14, 2018
- Posts
- 49
So, my English degree will probably not help me get a job, but I found an interesting poem in an anthology that you might like. I doubt everyone will like it, but it is about as cool as my education will let me be, and it is relevant to the blackpill:
Will you put us before you? Forever.
Will you betray our trust? Not ever.
Will you be grateful for our help? Forever.
Will you remember who saved you? Forever.
Could you ever forget? Not ever.
Could you be filled with regrets? Not ever.
Could you cry over a dead parent? Not ever.
Could you sleep during a fire? Forever.
Why worry about life? Whatever.
It won’t get better. Whatever.
Why care about what you can’t change? Whatever.
It won’t matter. Whatever.
Why look for patterns? Whatever.
It won’t make you happier. Whatever.
Why bother with anything? Whatever.
You are wasting your life? Yes.
You are wasting everyone’s time? Yes.
You are wasting your ego? Yes.
You are a shadow of what you hoped to be? Yes.
In misery there is pain? Yes.
In misery lies us? Yes.
In misery there is freedom. Yes.
In misery there is despair. Yes.
Cold despair,
Shapeless black space,
Forever falling,
Searching for ground
Where none will be found.
No rhyme or reason.
Only the absence of something
That can only be felt.
Oh, happiness, I forgot you long ago.
Free from memories
In a dark mass
Of something that I cannot see
Or feel
Or touch
Or taste.
Ahead of us is nothingness.
Homo, fuge.
Your deal with your demons will be punished.
If you break it, you will be torn limb from limb
And your throne will ascend without you.
You will be punished by no one,
As there is no God.
There is nothing
And there will be no blame.
Your heart,
Heavier than a feather,
Will trouble you no longer,
And the beast will never touch you.
Its mouth will remain closed
But, if you were to see it,
You would recognize an inspiration
For the myth that is Satan.
There is nothing on the other side.
Through resolution,
We say that nothing is better than what we have.
Our decisions are ours alone.
We lay rest to our feelings. Yes.
We lay rest to our thirst for answers. Yes.
We lay rest to our friends. Yes.
We lay rest to our individuality. Yes.
We are now a monolith. Yes.
We are nothing in a world with everything. Yes.
We are a black slab that no one wants to see. Yes.
We are together and isolated.
We are brothers stuck in an ugly rock
That binds us and robs us of our will to break out.
So, we embrace our despair
And our lives without meaning
And see them for what they are.
In knowledge, there is freedom.
We are the ones who wish we were dead.
We are the ones who will never pull the trigger
Because we lack the nerve.
We are the ones who make the world worse.
We are the ones who throw tantrums
Because we couldn’t be bothered to stop ourselves.
We are an angry block of despair.
We are individuals so pathetic that we formed a single black whole,
Because there was nothing else for us to do.
Listen to reason. Forever.
Will your life get better? Not ever.
Will it only get worse? Forever.
Will its structure devolve? Forever.
Will everything you love disappear? Forever.
Will it be replaced? Not ever.
Will you embrace your selection? Forever.
Then, may you never fail again.
Will you put us before you? Forever.
Will you betray our trust? Not ever.
Will you be grateful for our help? Forever.
Will you remember who saved you? Forever.
Could you ever forget? Not ever.
Could you be filled with regrets? Not ever.
Could you cry over a dead parent? Not ever.
Could you sleep during a fire? Forever.
Why worry about life? Whatever.
It won’t get better. Whatever.
Why care about what you can’t change? Whatever.
It won’t matter. Whatever.
Why look for patterns? Whatever.
It won’t make you happier. Whatever.
Why bother with anything? Whatever.
You are wasting your life? Yes.
You are wasting everyone’s time? Yes.
You are wasting your ego? Yes.
You are a shadow of what you hoped to be? Yes.
In misery there is pain? Yes.
In misery lies us? Yes.
In misery there is freedom. Yes.
In misery there is despair. Yes.
Cold despair,
Shapeless black space,
Forever falling,
Searching for ground
Where none will be found.
No rhyme or reason.
Only the absence of something
That can only be felt.
Oh, happiness, I forgot you long ago.
Free from memories
In a dark mass
Of something that I cannot see
Or feel
Or touch
Or taste.
Ahead of us is nothingness.
Homo, fuge.
Your deal with your demons will be punished.
If you break it, you will be torn limb from limb
And your throne will ascend without you.
You will be punished by no one,
As there is no God.
There is nothing
And there will be no blame.
Your heart,
Heavier than a feather,
Will trouble you no longer,
And the beast will never touch you.
Its mouth will remain closed
But, if you were to see it,
You would recognize an inspiration
For the myth that is Satan.
There is nothing on the other side.
Through resolution,
We say that nothing is better than what we have.
Our decisions are ours alone.
We lay rest to our feelings. Yes.
We lay rest to our thirst for answers. Yes.
We lay rest to our friends. Yes.
We lay rest to our individuality. Yes.
We are now a monolith. Yes.
We are nothing in a world with everything. Yes.
We are a black slab that no one wants to see. Yes.
We are together and isolated.
We are brothers stuck in an ugly rock
That binds us and robs us of our will to break out.
So, we embrace our despair
And our lives without meaning
And see them for what they are.
In knowledge, there is freedom.
We are the ones who wish we were dead.
We are the ones who will never pull the trigger
Because we lack the nerve.
We are the ones who make the world worse.
We are the ones who throw tantrums
Because we couldn’t be bothered to stop ourselves.
We are an angry block of despair.
We are individuals so pathetic that we formed a single black whole,
Because there was nothing else for us to do.
Listen to reason. Forever.
Will your life get better? Not ever.
Will it only get worse? Forever.
Will its structure devolve? Forever.
Will everything you love disappear? Forever.
Will it be replaced? Not ever.
Will you embrace your selection? Forever.
Then, may you never fail again.