ALL THE PAIN (note:this is a short story, i want to make this into a spoken word thing)

You're so tired of doing this that you just wanna give up. You're so tired of
FIGHTING and Trying and LYING and DYING. You go and try to find someone to
love you and when you think you found it, they betray you. You're so tired of
all the lies and all the pain. You wish it would all end. POINT AND CLICK,
that's all it takes to end all your suffering, but you can find a fucking
gun. This is the shit that draws you to your conclusions. If only I (I mean
you) had a gun. POINT AND CLICK (a moment of silence for the dead or dying)
BANG! You go out  and try to find love in this WORLD OF SHIT. It's time to
fight back and help yourself to your revenge. And when this is all over you
won't regret a thing you've said or done. POINT AND CLICK, that's all it
takes. You just wanna give up, fight back, destroy the pain, destroy the
suffering.





(i haven't named this one yet, it's something i want to make as a spoken word
thing as well)
Painful realizations
Painful rationalizations
Rational realizations
Reality is fiction
Fiction is reality
Love is life
Life is death
Reality can never be real



(i yet again haven't named this one)
i'm cold
i'm tired
i'm running
i'm wired
i'm burning (for you)
i'm fired
in time
i'll love
i'll hate
i'll shove
i'll be bait

On to the next one!

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