Death, You Are More Cursed Than Me
Автор: illneas
Загружено: 2021-05-22
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This is a very intimate poem to me, talking about mortality and the inevitable death. The imagery is quite dark and I'm aware of it, I don't want to constantly bring people down but I believe the concept of death is absent or taboo in modern cultures and sometimes this fact makes it scarier. Some shots are taken in a beautiful place next to Thessaloniki that Mattia (@flipmattia) made me aware of, so shoutout to him for contributing this way. I hope this poem brings some closure to you on this very sensitive subject.
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🔰Death, You Are More Cursed Than Me by illneas
Death, if you must take me,
take me knowing that you are more cursed than me.
your dead eyes will never feel the gravity of a tear
and you will never feel pain like a human.
You will never understand that the beauty of this world is a result of you.
Oh, great enemy, you will defeat me in the end
but defeat me knowing there is beauty in tragedy.
As the time is melting away and you steal each second from me,
you make the rest more valuable.
maybe welcoming my finite existence makes you powerless against me
you will never understand the fear of death, the fear of you
and if you did, you wouldn't have the courage to accept the burden of a mortal life
you are the shadow in all our hearts
and then again our smiles are a dim light refusing to let go
you are the definition of fear
but the mirroring of your cape in the eyes of those closest to you
makes us less afraid of you
The world is not a beautiful place,
but the weight of your image in my head allows me to move forwards
Before each step towards the end, I can feel your breath on me
but I won't give up
and even if you must transform my future into a drawing in a hospital room
do it knowing,
you are more cursed than me
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