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The Poem (Language Warning)

Y'all are gonna HATE me for this one.

Embrace the cold
-----------------------------

It's to cold to be sad.
The hell if I'm not mad;
Holy fucking god damn shit,
I think I'm fucking glad!

Sometimes, overwhelming shit
gets in the fucking way,
and then it's time to say "fuck you!"
and go about your day.

Embrace the cold and bitter day;
That shit'll freeze your pain away.
Let every brick-shiting icy chill
just fuck the shit out your forlorn feels.

Tell emotional pain
to go suck a dick-
It is way too god damn motherfucking cold to be concerned
about that ridiculous, dumbass, fucking bullshit.

***

I dare someone to try to steal this shit.

Comments

ROP,
I get the impression that your having written that was an act of contempt. Contempt for what, I don't. Interesting though.
I'm in no position to comment on it purely as a piece of poetry but I have no problem with it.
 
dither;bt11586 said:
ROP,
I get the impression that your having written that was an act of contempt. Contempt towards what, I don't. Interesting though.
I'm in no position to comment on it purely as a piece of poetry but I no problem with it.

My interpretation is that the message can actually be found explicitly stated, as the lines

"Tell emotional pain
to go suck a dick-"

The poem is expressing the fact that we cannot afford to shut down whenever our feelings are hurt. You have to show some level of discretion. The only time your hurt feelings should incapacitate you is when something so truly tragic has happened to you that you don't even have time to contemplate whether you can bear the burden- before you know it, you're on your damn knees.

In other words, it is saying that there are things in life that will understandably knock you down. The death of a loved one. Betrayal. Being diagnosed with some terrible disease and you only have three months to live, or being paralyzed in some horrible accident.

Somebody "offending" you or bullying you isn't one of them. This poem is an insensitive exploration of perspective, and by its very creation is demonstrating its own message.
 
Just get it all out, ROP. That's part of "healing". ;) Been a talking a lot about that, haven't we???

RhythmOvPain;bt11585 said:
Too risqué for the poetry forum.

Just hardcore enough for a blog post.
 
This poem is built on the principal that aggression and acceptance go hand in hand from my perspective.

The coldest weather has always had a deep emotional impact on me for some reason. It may have to do with my Norse roots, but a cold and windy/stormy day is all I need to construct depressing lyrics/poetry.

This poem, on the other hand, is far less dramatic than most of my older works. It's taking my love of explicitives to a whole poetic level.

Lmao.
 
LMAO!!! :encouragement:

This is exactly how I feel on those really cold days- really irritable and pissed-off in general. I remember one day my hands were so cold I couldn't turn the door knob to get into my house. I was kicking my own door, lol.

Also...I thought Nords were more remarkable for their tempers rather than depression? Maybe being stoic?
 
kaminoshiyo;bt11591 said:
LMAO!!! :encouragement:

This is exactly how I feel on those really cold days- really irritable and pissed-off in general. I remember one day my hands were so cold I couldn't turn the door knob to get into my house. I was kicking my own door, lol.

Also...I thought Nords were more remarkable for their tempers rather than depression? Maybe being stoic?

Well, we have burned some churches in our day, but it started because we were sad.
 

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