Emulation of the poem Next Time
Life is easier on the edge,
People like you live in the center.
A center of pain and love
But what is love without pain?
What is living without rain?
Can there be one without the other?
A life that leads to death is all we have left
It’s where we’ll all end without a doubt
Deny it all you want but it’s where you’ll go
With life slipping through your fingers
Dripping down the drain ending with
A familiar embrace a place we all knew we’d go
With so much time left
But not enough time at all
What will we do, what will we try
Will it ever be enough?
To fill the gaping hole
What do we do?
What will we do?
So much time left, but in no time at all
The clocks will stop
The heart will not matter
The time will not matter
Does it matter?
Maybe I don’t know
Maybe I don’t realize how life works
How does death work, is that all there is to it?
What will happen if it doesn’t work anymore?
What will happen if
Well now I could go on forever with what ifs
Does it really matter, do we really understand life at all?
Or are we just asking the wrong questions?
At the center we have our own pain
Our own love
We create what we want
We love how we wish
We define our beginnings and our ends
At the center we have our own love
Our own pain
We take what we wish
We do not care
why should we
when they do not either
We do what we wish for how can we do anything else
Than what we were taught
In the center we have our own meanings
Our own structures
Our own rules
In the edge where it is easier
Easier to let go
Easier to head the whispers
to listen to the cries and pleas
Of pain
Of love
It’s so much easier to let go than to hold on
To what we want
What we want everyone else does as well
And we can’t let go
Because then we will have nothing left
Nothing of our own
Nothing to hold onto
Just let go
It’ll be so much easier
But easier is so much more harder
How could you tell us to let go when
All we want is to hold on?
What R.M Drake means to me
His writing makes people think more about themselves, his writing is something people relate to. His writing which has a bit of a dark quality to it is still relatable and people make their own conclusions out of it.
-“The more I write things about myself the more that people relate to it,” he says. “At least on social media, people want to expose how they’re feeling and things they’re going through and that’s what my writing does. It’s self-exploration and self-therapy.”
R.M Drakes writing is a lot about love and death and yourself. I find the yourself part interesting because not many have write about yourself it’s more about others what others make you feel, but he writes about himself
-because that’s how it happens… one day, I’ll snap out of it, I’ll walk out the door and leave you. and what’s sad about that is, how soon after, you’ll wake up and it’ll be too late. you’ll regret everything you didn’t do to make me stay. R.m. drake