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When Something Beautiful Dies
your fucking labels were the blade
not so subtly stabbing
and I wonder how real it all was
when everyone acts like it never existed
sugar and ice traded for piss and shit
must I forget the years of my youth?
seems as if everyone else did
maybe I just see it through glammed eyes
the love, respect, and rage
so elegantly complementing each other
when something beautiful dies
I cry
It taste like blood
when you're slowly dying
but refusing to die
reminiscing of what used to give meaning
now so meaningless
was it all as I remember?
can’t help but hang my head in shame
thought the world would evolve
not get stripped away
seems like everyone is infected by stupidity
forgetting what is artistry
replacing it with eyerolling fuckery
when something beautiful dies
I cry
crazy and wild
wondering were it all went
that loving at the top of our lungs
wonding if it’s sad to keep holding on
the world belongs to the youth now
but I’m not even that old
should I have kids and rot at my job?
is this the dream everyone speaks of?
maybe I should accept that things are different
even when it's pathetic
guess all beautiful things must die
still I cry
not so subtly stabbing
and I wonder how real it all was
when everyone acts like it never existed
sugar and ice traded for piss and shit
must I forget the years of my youth?
seems as if everyone else did
maybe I just see it through glammed eyes
the love, respect, and rage
so elegantly complementing each other
when something beautiful dies
I cry
It taste like blood
when you're slowly dying
but refusing to die
reminiscing of what used to give meaning
now so meaningless
was it all as I remember?
can’t help but hang my head in shame
thought the world would evolve
not get stripped away
seems like everyone is infected by stupidity
forgetting what is artistry
replacing it with eyerolling fuckery
when something beautiful dies
I cry
crazy and wild
wondering were it all went
that loving at the top of our lungs
wonding if it’s sad to keep holding on
the world belongs to the youth now
but I’m not even that old
should I have kids and rot at my job?
is this the dream everyone speaks of?
maybe I should accept that things are different
even when it's pathetic
guess all beautiful things must die
still I cry
Published 4th Jun 2019
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4th Jun 2019 1:47pm
No, beautiful things shouldn’t ever die like that !
Misunderstanding, is oft the crux of emerging issues, that’s for sure.
Misunderstanding, is oft the crux of emerging issues, that’s for sure.
4th Jun 2019 3:30pm
I feel my poems come off a bit more serious than they are. This is just kind of how I feel when I look at the world. Everything is cheep and has no merit. Everything seems more about the business side rather then just the love for something. I remember a time when quality mattered, but most just accept things for what they are. And I guess I do too. Though my frustration with the world does come out in a poem or few hehe. Thanks for reading, friend.
Anonymous
4th Jun 2019 2:09pm
I've always felt that as long as one soul holds something dear, it's not dead. I feel the sadness in this one. No one has the right to label another. We all fall under the same umbrella...human
4th Jun 2019 3:39pm
That's very true. I do think people sometimes fall Into a mold because of labels. Afraid to like what they like. Though we do hold the good time dear.
Thanks for reading 😁
Thanks for reading 😁
4th Jun 2019 2:11pm
4th Jun 2019 3:40pm
