Emotions, Love and Hate

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Love's last pain;
It is everything.
It is nothing.
It is unbearable.
Love;
It is unbearable.
It is everything.
It is nothing.
Hate;
It is nothing.
It is unbearable.
It is everything.
Emotions are sometimes like being caught in a rip. You can't fight it, and if you anchor yourself to it, it will sink you.
You could kick and scream, dragging the next or closest person to you under to keep yourself afloat, but surely this results in you being alone and worse off than when you started.
If you let it take you out, eventually it will allow you to swim back to shore.
Love's last pain;
It is everything.
It is nothing.
It is unbearable.
Love;
It is unbearable.
It is everything.
It is nothing.
Hate;
It is nothing.
It is unbearable.
It is everything.
Emotions are sometimes like being caught in a rip. You can't fight it, and if you anchor yourself to it, it will sink you.
You could kick and scream, dragging the next or closest person to you under to keep yourself afloat, but surely this results in you being alone and worse off than when you started.
If you let it take you out, eventually it will allow you to swim back to shore.
I wrote this song when I started my sentence in June 2026.
Somebody’s Daughter Theatre offers women within the prison system in Victoria, the opportunity to participate in weekly art workshops.
I’m a rapper and I thought I’d share one of the songs I’ve written.
I felt compelled to contribute so here follows a few submissions for your consideration.