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2022.01.15.

My Mental Illness

I am at the hospital but I have no pain
but its worse because it is my head trying to escape my being
a sort of sorrow in my skull that has its ups and downs
my soul looks like the walls of my room
 
They could have at least tried on the decor
they probably thought that I was dead or
or maybe just blind enough to be content with this furniture
my nurse sheds light
when she comes to decrease my dosage, I no longer feel the psychosis
but when I get back on my feet, I don't remember much
because of the noise that my pink pill creates
 
my mental illness
fuck it's really not great
if I had pain in my foot, we could have cut it off
but it's the fact that the beast lives in my head, and that's why we can't amputate
and that's exactly why it pisses me off
 
I have memory loss, in the hallway in my underwear
I take the opportunity to say 'Hi' to people with my tincture
and my home nurse observes my circus
when I cry in front of my sister
because I am afraid of my doctor
now that my heart is no longer up to the task
 
my whole family has reunited today
and they are swarming around my bed
there are some people I no longer recognize
all the seconds fall back onto me
a good friend calls me to see how I am doing
I answer, and say 'pardon me, could you tell me what your name is?'
it's stupid and it's long in my dimension
 
my mental illness
fuck it's really not great
if i had pain in my foot, we could have cut it off
but it's the fact that the beast lives in my head, and that's why we can't amputate
and that's exactly why it pisses me off
 
I am at the hospital but I have no pain
but
 
2022.01.15.

I remember

I remember very well
the murder of the African American
who was laying on the ground doing nothing
with a knee in the nape of his neck
for nearly 10 minutes
suffocated by a White
by a big whore cop
 
fuck, we know
that racism goes even further than that
 
have you ever asked yourself
what it was to be privileged
in our society?
in the small hours of the morning
I was walking down my street
I was not afraid that dogs
would come sniff my ass
 
fuck, we know
that racism goes even further than that
 
I remember very well
the religion that had 2 hands
in our society
so we tossed it aside and modernized
there are a lot of things that changed
but we never gave up
so why is it that in 2020
we are even more afraid of our neighbors?
 
the secularism of the state
we have to keep it in a good state
but not in spite of all our friends
who have been living here for decades
and who just want to go to work
with their identity
 
if one day my daughter
is taught
the quiet revolution
by a veiled woman
well, fuck, we will all know
racism has always been wrong
 
I remember very well
a woman who filmed the end
of her life
strapped to her hospital bed
treated like a fucking animal
 
the name of this woman
is Joyce Echaquan
 
2020.05.24.

I am so fed up (literaly I have my helmet full)

I am so fed up
Of winter, of your mom, of potholes
and of all of our dreams that are falling apart
I am so fed up
Of war, and of all the other stuff
that made it so the humans of this earth
have so much remorse on their face
I am so fed up
I've built my life like you would buid a house
The kitchen is gone and I messed up the living room
And tomorrow's my birthday
And I kinda hope that maybe
Someone will offer me a window
That I could put on my head
Life will give me a year
I bet that Pikachu wouldn't be happy
If he knew that I was gonna become a man
And that I'll have to get rid of all my pokemon cards
Ah shit...
And I have remorses on my face
Because loving is making me do grimaces
Like the ones one does when they eat lemons
But I'm not doing this on purpose
Maybe I'm just a bit dumb
It would take more time and even more laugher
And then maybe at 100 yo
I'll still be able to serve myself
My creme café or even milk
And then I love you and please
Stay with me until the end, or at the very least
While we wait for the refrain
I am so fed up
Of winter, of your mom, of potholes
And of all the dreams that are falling apart
I am so fed up
Of war, and all the other stuff
That an artists has the obligation to denounce
When he's going to fetch his trophy
I am so fed up
Mister, can you please tell me
Without being too furious, if I have the right to depart
From your e-co-co-nomics class
That fills my head with boredom
Because I'm sure that the supply and demand can wait
If we would take some time to discuss it with mister the GDP
I'm sure he'll tell you the fact
That your reality is cold
That life can not be summarized with money
There is love and then time
There is love and then time
There is love and then time
There is love and then time even if too often
I am so fed up
Of winter, of your mom, of potholes
And of all my people falling apart
I am so fed up
Of war, and of all the other stuff
That made it so that the humans of earth
Have so much remorse on their face
I am so fed up
 
2019.01.07.

I'm fine

We were walking on the boulevard of life
Towards the destination of death, we have departed
And then God, in his car, stops on the edge
He said to me, 'Hey, my Son, can I give you a lift?'
 
And I said, 'No, I'm fine, I'm going to walk, I'm going to walk'
And I said, 'No, I'm fine, I'm going to walk, I'm going to walk'
'And if you see the ones I love along the way
Tell them that I have no more pain and that I'm not very far'
'And if you see the ones I love along the way
Tell them that I have no more pain and that I'm not...
And that I'm not very far'
 
We were walking on this boulevard in the night
And then the sky and its aurora were my faith, so pretty
Suddenly, the wind was strong and then the weather was gray
Out of nowhere, an old biker stops and tells me:
 
'Ah, you know, boy, I've waited so long in my life My sentence, romance and then the restaurant too
You know the time is fading, and I lost my wife
I lost all my friends too and I have absoloutely no company
So, get on my Harley, hang on, we'll take a trip
And then I said, 'that's all well Mr. Biker...
But do you have dark thoughts or something?'
 
'Well no, it's not that
It's just that I've rubbed death
And if I invite you on my bike
It is so that your road goes a little faster
We'll fly a hundred miles an hour
Burn our throttle gas in happiness
We will drive without stopping '
And very bothered, I responded:
 
'No, I'm fine, I'm going to walk, I'm going to walk'
And I said, 'No, I'm fine, I'm going to walk, I'm going to walk'
'And if you see those I love up there
Tell them that I have no more pain and that I'll see them again soon'
'And if you see those I love up there
Tell them that I have no more pain and that I'll see them ... and that I'll see them again soon '
 
And even if sometimes
I watch the road
And it tells me that it sucks
Because life without you
Goes on to be a huge challenge
I prefer not to take the shortcut
 
'No, I'm fine, I'm going to walk, I'm going to walk'
And I said, 'No, I'm fine, I'm going to walk, I'm going to walk'
'And if you see those I love up there
Tell them that I have no more pain and that I will see them again soon »
'And if you see those I love up there
Tell them that I have no more paim and that I'll see them ... and that I'll see them again soon '