Poem for the Hopeless

bossman3188

such anger I have built up inside,
I can't understand why I am to live,
This is such a struggle and so much i have to give,
Only to die in pity without pleasure,
lay in a box underground forever,
no peace of mind,
no one is kind,
My life built up with anger inside,
waiting and listening till i commit suicide,
walls begin to close in,
My time on earth is wearing thin,
And all i can say is goodbye,
Then i look in the sky,
lying on my back,
in a coffin of wood,
all this can not be understood,
you will never miss me,
you cannot see,
without me here with you,
you too will have a life of struggle.






written by a relative of mine who has thought about it a couple times. thank god he didnt.

Barroom Hero

Originally posted by bossman3188
such anger I have built up inside,
I can't understand why I am to live,
This is such a struggle and so much i have to give,
Only to die in pity without pleasure,
lay in a box underground forever,
no peace of mind,
no one is kind,
My life built up with anger inside,
waiting and listening till i commit suicide,
walls begin to close in,
My time on earth is wearing thin,
And all i can say is goodbye,
Then i look in the sky,
lying on my back,
in a coffin of wood,
all this can not be understood,
you will never miss me,
you cannot see,
without me here with you,
you too will have a life of struggle.






written by a relative of mine who has thought about it a couple times. thank god he didnt.

Such a contrast there between the image of "Then I look in the sky..." and when he adds, "...in a coffin of wood." It's a surprisingly uncomfortable feeling discovering the angle and location from which he was looking at the sky.

windedsailor

spooky.

bossman3188

yes it was spooky when i first read it. just had to get it out there.

cltaylor12

~cries~