Literature
Drive
Stop cowering If failure comes, let it devour you, then get back into the action If you succeed, you'll just feel stupid for waiting so long Stop copulating with your self-hatred You're tired of being as stationary as a tree You're sick of them having your freedom You don't want to taste defeat again You can't imagine a future worth reaching Let's try this: The silhouette of a child in the mirror of your lovers, Strangling you with his cluttered hands, cutting your Neck and your confidence, giving you an infinite ultimatum That no one has ever fathomed "See if you are truly worthless, or die a slow and painful death From sucking on mystery like it's your favorite candy," the Century-old infant says from each corner of your mind You know the rewards that you'll receive from getting it all Over with; the shape of a real man, finances resting peacefully, A path to a life that doesn't beg for a noose or sliced wrists, and A plethora of ways to create happiness Meditate on a pile of