The worst times aren't really the worst times
The times when you're in a frenzy
The times you're in self-doubt
The times of struggle
The times of danger
The times of horror
There's always some form of
Hope
Resilience
Purpose
in times like those
The worst times are the nothing times
The times of utter banality
The times you'll never think of
The times you'll never get back
The times you did nothing
There's nothing learned
Nothing gained
Nothing lost
but time itself
and perhaps
your soul
(obliviously)
The worst times are nothing comparatively
A pound of flesh paid for a life-lesson
A scar to remind you, your life endures
A cautionary tale to impart wisdom
The worst times bring something with them
Even in death they amount to at least an end
The nothing times bring invisible death
They kill your spirit
They defile potential
They murder hope
and leave no evidence
Abandoning you with blame
estranged and entwined
The worst times aren't a result
of bad luck, tragic fate, or anything
the world might vomit upon you
The worst times are the fault
of all you would have done
all you should have done
all you could have done
being neglected in exchange
for all the nothing you do instead
The worst times are nothing
The worst times are nothing
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