i had to vent one night, so i wrote this poem, its a little dark, but i am alot better now, i just want to know what anyone else thinks, i have blanked out the swares with asterisks.
LIFE
I don't know what to do,
I think i'm gonna fall,
Breakdown to the floor,
And do nothing but bawl,
This plane of life,
Is about to crash,
And in my heart,
There will be a big gash
I'm tired of being hurt,
Tired of being used,
I'm tired of being laughed at,
And tired of being abused,
My mom always says,
"Life will get better",
How can that be,
When I'm put through the shredder,
Some times i think,
Everyones above,
I,m just lower,
And i'll never find love,
I've tried many pills,
I've even smoked dope,
But it never helps,
There's no way to cope,
I got out the gun,
I wanted to be dead,
I loaded it up,
And put it to my head,
As i stared down the barrel,
At the end of the muzzle,
I figured it out,
The whole f***ing puzzle,
Life may not be great,
Life may be unfair,
But f*** what they say,
I don't f***ing care,
so now i'm okay,
i'm feeling alrite,
i can see my goal,
its in plain sight.