Every Man For Himself

The deepest pain is drawn from the realization that throughout our entire lives we’re forced to experience chilling isolation.

Our deepest desire and fervid passions,

none of it matters to the ones we believe will care the most

Selfishness reigns above all else,

a cacophony of fevered voices rising in pitch as words struggle to fly from the esophagus like baseballs hurled at others in their delusion to capture the attention of their target.

No one cares to speak about anyone but themselves, trapped in their own silos content to be surrounded with their own shit and dull rhetoric.

It’s better to keep it all internalized, smiling somewhat convincingly as the person in front of you runs out of air and their fire struggles to remain aflame.

I would rather watch as they choke themselves to death than suffer a similar fate.

 

Pessimist Poet’s Words For Thought

“We all have goals: We want to matter. We want to be important. We want to have freedom and power to pursue our creative work. We want respect from our peers and recognition for our accomplishments. Not out of vanity or selfishness, but of an earnest desire to fulfill our personal potential.” -Ryan Holiday

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