Still Along The Hike Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

Do you want a happy poem?
Do you want a delightful song?
Do you want me to admit
That all my choices were wrong?
Well, relax, you win.
I certainly won't spar with you
I'm admitting I give in;
Much to your delight
I have no energy
I've got no fight
So here's your fucking poem
Here's your forsaken song!
About a girl, and a life,
Which turned so terribly wrong.
Is life an illusion?
A joke?
A TEST?
A DREAM?
I cry
I run
I holler
I scream!
This world's magic
It's beauty
It's grace
It's overlooked
That we must face
"Pursue your dreams, "
"Ignore the pain, "
"Look past your struggles, "
"It's all about the gain! "
Win every battle
You must pass the test
Fight through your agony
DO YOUR BEST
For the price it costs,
It must be a deal
It must be worth every penny
It must be a steal
"Life is precious"
The saying goes
But why do they say it?
Nobody knows.

I SEE:
Death
Mutilation
Starvation
Humiliation
Murder
Rape
Racism
Hate

And what's worse:
Greed
Pedophilia
And useless wars
Now, I'm ready
For what's been in store.

THIS IS THE GIFT?
My, what a delight!
I'm over this battle
I'm done with this ridiculous fight.

What I long for
Is a way to break free
Where can I run
How can I be?
Part of a different town
Part of another race
On a different planet
A completely new place
A reinvigorated life
With a beautiful face?

No more grief
From a world that may be
An illusion
Now I draw
My final conclusion:

Life for me, it's over.
Life for me, is done.
And evil has prevailed
A bullet to the head
Suicide has won.

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