An attempt being made - Yote's Poetry
Posted: Sat May 11, 2019 3:55 pm
I'm sort of hesitant doing these types of things, I don't want to impose on those that really can. But emotional times makes for things like these being somewhat deep. I took a stint at poetry. This probably is neanderthal level vs some of the other literature I have seen. But I've been quite emotional lately and listening to A LOT of Fokkofpolisiekar, Karen Zoid, Van Coke Cartel, Heuwels Fantasties you know all the edgy Afrikaans stuff. Which I love so much since they generally have a deeper meaning than the more mainstream Afrikaans music. I actually listened to Karen Zoid and Heuwels Fantasties writing this
Anyway enough explaining myself here are my words:
Escaping the vacuum of fate
The vacuum of fate has it’s grips tightly bound around me
I won’t give in, I never will
Somedays are worse than others, they’re all mostly bad
The inconvenience I cause breaks my heart
Building a better life was never easy
I’ve never been the one to settle on something sleazy
Highbrow as some might see it
In my eyes it’s a better way out
Spending adult years as child
Pressure put from everyone around
Parents craving for old age days
Love asking for better days
Dreaming is the easy part
pursuing is what sets one apart
By the stars and all that’s worthy I’m giving my fucking best
Self-doubt rampant in destruction
Diamonds are formed under pressure
The amount of pressure was never specified
I’m not a poet, just a struggling student
This is my cry, this is my ballad, I cried, I cried
Constant downfalls and failures
I don’t fear it, never did
But some days are worse than others
Ha I guess that’s life?
The struggle for the paper is over
It’s a new dawn a new battle
With the remnants of the previous war still lingering
I stagger onto the battlefield
I will fight until I fall
Fate… Fuck you fate
You won’t have another victim
No matter how much the wounds hurt
Anyway enough explaining myself here are my words:
Escaping the vacuum of fate
The vacuum of fate has it’s grips tightly bound around me
I won’t give in, I never will
Somedays are worse than others, they’re all mostly bad
The inconvenience I cause breaks my heart
Building a better life was never easy
I’ve never been the one to settle on something sleazy
Highbrow as some might see it
In my eyes it’s a better way out
Spending adult years as child
Pressure put from everyone around
Parents craving for old age days
Love asking for better days
Dreaming is the easy part
pursuing is what sets one apart
By the stars and all that’s worthy I’m giving my fucking best
Self-doubt rampant in destruction
Diamonds are formed under pressure
The amount of pressure was never specified
I’m not a poet, just a struggling student
This is my cry, this is my ballad, I cried, I cried
Constant downfalls and failures
I don’t fear it, never did
But some days are worse than others
Ha I guess that’s life?
The struggle for the paper is over
It’s a new dawn a new battle
With the remnants of the previous war still lingering
I stagger onto the battlefield
I will fight until I fall
Fate… Fuck you fate
You won’t have another victim
No matter how much the wounds hurt