This is a true story; of a group consisting 3 men Eventually chose a different path. To paint their tragedies Into words
1. A stand up comedian. Tragedy equals comedy, right? Who are we kidding? Laughter is indeed the best medicine Laughter is indeed the best way To forget about problems Not to solve them. Sounds familiar, don't you think? Yeah, although it's much healthier than Being an alcoholic. Heck, in this frickin' country In this economy It's cheaper too! Thus, let's wash our pain for a while With a little bit of wits to laugh at Until the scars finally stain. The scars for later to be brag on About the kind of struggle we've been through About the kind of pain we've endure About the kind of meds we've swallowed to flushed it off from our systems. Talking about the rule of three right there.
2. A novelist. Worry equals story, isn't it? To elaborate things In the most profound way possible To dazzle the readers To amaze them To speak to them Without actually Speaking to them Making them realize that That kind of problems do exist In the most notorious way possible Hiding in plain sight Waiting for someone To unravel the truth Via the three acts structure. Talking about the rule of three right there.
3. A poet. Vulnerability equals poetry, was it? Not covering tragedy with comedy This is romanticizing pain Unspeakable pain Not because the pain is unspoken But the speaker Is unable to speak The tweeter Is unable to tweet The chatter Is unable to chat Disguising itself in rhymes Emphasizing itself in repetition Pain–pain–pain–pain–pain Until the word lost its meaning Doing it over and over again Highlighting the word that he wants to forget Fragile–fragile–fragile Fallen–fallen–fallen Broken–broken–broken Talking about the rule of three right there.
People write Sometimes just because they can't speak Not because they don't have mouth But because they don't have the ability to Or because they don't choose to
Speak for yourself! And that's exactly what people did By writing punchlines By vomitting stories from their brain By arranging the shattered pieces of themselves Into letters Into words Into sentences Into bits or paragraphs or verses Into a whole
Write–write–write–write–write–write Over and over again Until it lost its meaning.