Wasting

reeferchiefreeferchief Posts: 3,569
edited November 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
too many wrongs without a right
to give up and give in without a fight
to live my life, wishing for sin but minus delight
no fool would do it, but me
just wasting all the could have beens away
all for one love to save
no matter how many others are craved
staving off the desires
the passion burned up in fire
all the opportunities gone by
hear me cry, hear me cry
dont waste your time coming round me
dont use those feelings, only to see them buried
save them for one who will requite
and who'll give you what is right.
Can not be arsed with life no more.
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  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    seems everyone is kinda down and stuff.
    keep up the good work.

    be well reefer.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • reeferchiefreeferchief Posts: 3,569
    chadwick wrote:
    seems everyone is kinda down and stuff.
    keep up the good work.

    be well reefer.

    Nah mate no worries 'bout me I just wanna get royally smashed right now, my head is fucked and I need to reach a level that solidifies the quantum and magnitude of the shit surrounding it.
    Can not be arsed with life no more.
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