Its heart beats, yet
it feels no love
it has a conscience,
a life on it's own, yet
it is the puppet of its entourage
a mind, yet
no emotions
eyes, yet
it doesn't see
a mouth, yet
it doesn't want to speak
hands, but they're failing.
There's a place for everything in life,
everybody has a place
it's rightful and legitimate place in this universe.
Pierced straight through the heart,
it continues
it lives
it goes on
yet, something's missing.
It's been the third time that it listened to the same thing
the same exact speech
and yet nothing.
"You should focus yourself on eliminating that stress that comes from school.
If it comes back in the summer,
maybe you should consider
going to see your doctor."
"Yes."
Yes, but no.
Yes.
No.
Doesn't know. ☑️
"The pills don't remove everything, just the urging need to cut."
"The message those kids saw was 'cut from side to side for attention and from up to down for effect'"
For effect.
For attention.
« Donc je vais vous avertir tout de suite, on voit un peu la prof qui s'est suicidée dans les scènes du début. »
«Zéro dollars et zéro cennes. La mort coûte zéro dollars et zéro cennes »
And so, life goes on.
And so nothing's worst than fading away.
Having someone angry at you for not telling you what's going on.
And promising that it's not that.
I don't know, maybe it can tell you
that it's place hasn't been found
that it saw nothing past the two years to come.
Sleep
sleep all you want
I'm taking over you.
I'm taking over you.
I'm taking over you.
I'm taking over you.
Stop.
Between the tests a school made telling it that it should seek someone in school for help.
I'm taking over you.
When you've already tasted what love felt like
and spat it all out.
It has a knife, yet
unused
it has a hand, yet
no harm has been done.
Stop running into the fields
when you'll know you'll vanish at the end.
Forever
and ever
and ever
we are young.
Forever.
we are young.
There's three months and twenty-seven days.
VOUS LISEZ
L'envers poétique de la vie/ The Other Side of Life's Medal
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