As I stare here at my computer
I listen to a sad song
Wishing I could die sooner
Thinking my life is wrong.
I embrace death
Wish it,
Crave it,
Need it,
For my life has no beginning
It has no now, it wont have end.
A meaningless passage of time
That nothing can amend.
As I sit here, on a bench
I smoke my life away
And embrace the stench.
Pull another from the pack,
Thinking the pain will go away,
After I finish the jack.
But it wont, never will; here to stay,
I smoke my life away….
My life has no substance, no matter,
No fun, caring, protection, no love.
I write poems to repair my ardor
But I just make my life madder,
Make it harder…
I embrace death with loving arms,
Because no one will embrace me in return.
