Violently and peacefully are the only two common ways to die. Unnatural and natural. But we accept natural causes cause God has a plan for all of us. What about an in-between. Dying by choice. We can manipulate God and other humans. We test that in-between to feel like we have control. Our blades, pills, and bridges are our friends. The outside world is our enemy. We fear what we know doesn't even exist: happiness. We fear that we can live a good life, but we fear that we would have no control. We are all pawns in a higher beings game. We are nothing more than people. We can't change the whole world. The good people in this world deserve to be here. But we don't. If we are too pathetic to stand up to a mere human, how are we expected to change the world. There is no saving us, we are here, and then we aren't. This is the only way, and this is the only choice we have. We are put down time and time again, so we need control. This is our outlet, this is our control.
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Brain Flow
PoetryThe brain can be a very scattered thing. Thoughts racing. No train of thought. Our words are often lost in the vastness of this world. Half of our thoughts vanish in an instance. Which is why it is crucial to write thoughts down as they happen. I us...