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A different type of pain

When I need you,
And you’re not here.
When I call your cell,
But you’re not there.
When I call your name,
And all I hear is silence;
It’s a different type of pain!

When I fall,
And I’m all alone,
When I fail,
But I can’t count on your support.
When I’m hurt,
But you don’t have my back;
It’s a different type of pain.

I cried in the rain,
I screamed in the shower,
Sadness, anger and frustration permeate my soul,
And you are no where to be found;
It’s a different type of pain.

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Astute

What is one word that describes you?

The word I feel describes me perfectly is astute. What does astute mean?

Having or showing an ability to notice and understand things clearly: mentally sharp or clever.

If anything, I am an extremely clever human being. This doesn’t mean I’m proud or so full of myself. I am only answering a prompt and saying the truth as I see it.

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Best Compliment

What was the best compliment you’ve received?

Hmm, interesting prompt!

I will pick a review of one of my short stories as the best compliment I’ve ever received. The story is titled Firefly.

In her words (she identifies as a female), she said “you need to see a psychiatrist, because this is too dark to be fiction”.

What. A. Compliment.

For my writing to generate such an amount of fear and uncertainty in a person is a compliment to me.

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Negative Feelings

What strategies do you use to cope with negative feelings?

Hmm. Coping with negative feelings. It’s my blog, so I guess this is a safe space.

I sincerely don’t know how to cope with negative feelings. It always affects me. It disturbs me and hold me down.

If you can help me, please my comment section is open.

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Life is unfair

There is a phrase that we always throw around when we’re having conversations. It is a common enough saying that it has almost become a proverb in its own right. The phrase? Life is unfair. Yes! Now you see that I’m right about people always throwing it around.

This piece is not about the origin, usage, or accuracy of the phrase. I am writing this to address the “unfairness” of life. Life is never meant to be fair. Life also known as nature, is the epitome of unfairness. The weak are at the mercy of the strong. The good are bullied by the bad. In nature, only the strongest or the most cunny will survive to see the light of the next day.

The design of life is meant to be unfair. Check your fingers and you will agree with me. Even our fingers are not equal. Sharing the same womb does not guarantee the same amount of intelligence or success later in life. The moment you are born weak or with a defect, you are automatically at a disadvantage in the race of life. As a human, being born into a poor family shows you the unfairness of life even before you grow up.

Nature is never meant to be fair. The moment you look around and life is perfect, pinch yourself and wake up from the daydream. Life is unfair. Life is unbalanced. The earliest you accept that the nature of life is unbalanced, the happier you become.

Life is unfair. So, focus on getting as much peace and happiness as you can derive.

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Hello, and welcome

To my dedicated readers,
I say hello.
And to my new readers,
I say welcome.
Been a while since I dropped here,
Life has been unfair,
Can’t complain, but that’s why we call it Life.

The romance I always write about has been abolished from my heart.
The pain I write about has suppressed all feelings of hope.
The older we grow, the more difficult it becomes
But we have to move on and continue to struggle
To fight!
To move!
To wake up and keep the cycle going.

Hello You, after every hardship comes ease.

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Pain

A million ants nibble on my cerebral cortex,
An unlimited number of Brazilians dancing samba in my brain.
My head is a chaos of thoughts and white noise.
Sometimes, I just wish the brain will split!

The joints in my body want separation,
Every ligament asking for a divorce,
Couldn’t keep the bones and muscles in line,
Sometimes, the pain is unbearable!

I huffed and puffed, and puffed and huffed,
Two minutes work,
And scream I would.
When will this pain stop?

This pain is here to stay,
You just have to learn to live with it

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Hello Love

If her story had been perfect,
She won’t be here today.
And if his story had been any different,
He would have taken a different way.
All the pains, the hurt, and the heart breaks ;
All led to the his moment.
Right here,
Right now.

The road was full of hate, regrets, laughter and fake love;
Lovers turned strangers and strangers became lovers;
Every other person left you, and some you dumped;
Every other lady left me, and some became estranged;
We’ve loved, and we’ve lost.
But little did we know!

Little did I know what was brewing,
The light at the end of the tunnel is you;
The calm after the storm is you;
The promised land is you;
You’re my today and tomorrow;
And you’re my present and future!

I love you so much Sunshine!

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You and I

If her story had been perfect,
She won’t be here today.
And if his story had been any different,
He would have taken a different way.
All the pains, the hurt, and the heart breaks ;
All led to the his moment.
Right here,
Right now.

The road was full of hate, regrets, laughter and fake love;
Lovers turned strangers and strangers became lovers;
Every other person left you, and some you dumped;
Every other lady left me, and some became estranged;
We’ve loved, and we’ve lost.
But little did we know!

Little did I know what was brewing,
The light at the end of the tunnel is you;
The calm after the storm is you;
The promised land is you;
You’re my today and tomorrow;
And you’re my present and future!

I love you so much Sunshine!

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King of Ghosts

The need for validation and companionship,
Is part of the genetic makeup of humans,
Six billion people looking for someone to anchor them,
Someone to make feel alive in this world of ghosts!

What happens when everyone is attached?
What happens when the one you love is taken?
Not by the cold hands of death,
But by another who doesn’t want to be a ghost!

Every other ghost is loved,
Save one.
This ghost tried to dwell among humans again,
But it’s a losing battle.

Day by day, this ghost stop looking for companionship among humans.
This ghost seeks the warmth of others,
Alas! No one wanted him.

Alone forever, he is doomed.
Dwelling among humans, but a ghost he is.
Hatred for life blossoming in him.
I am him.
I am the King of Ghosts.

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