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CuriousAboutThis
Uncertainty in life uncertainty for the next life
- Dec 30, 2018
- 533
The nature of humanity,
Within all sanity,
And everything,
That we hold dear,
We shall not fear,
And even if so,
How shall we go,
This place is hell,
We all fell,
Into this well,
Of misery,
Despite the agony,
Despite the family,
And even friends,
Or the pets,
For I truly believe,
That I am better off,
Dead just the rest,
There is no hope for me,
Not anymore,
Stuck into the floor,
As a man,
Trying to open this door,
Where will this lead,
Out of reality,
For this how plays,
In disarray,
Just destroy me,
I would take it gladly,
I have no happy poems,
Within my tone of voice,
I have no choice but to live,
Despite I want to die,
Not to wither,
Or wallow,
In my own tears,
For I fear death,
But would take it gladly,
Within both life,
For death is something,
I want but cannot get,
How do you live,
Just like this,
Where is this happiness,
That you claim,
Is it for fame,
Is it for money,
Or drugs,
Or medications,
Within meditations,
Or therapy,
Or sex,
For children,
For a girlfriend,
Or marriage,
Why did you betray me,
Why fail me,
Why did you disappoint me,
You sold me out just like I did,
The poems I have,
Are not about happiness,
For I have lost it,
This world too much for me,
It is overwhelming,
Like a storm cloud,
Hanging high above,
My head,
Waiting for dread,
Even within intellect,
And intelligence,
This is not the solution,
But it is for me I desire suicide,
The one thing we all want but we can't have.
Within all sanity,
And everything,
That we hold dear,
We shall not fear,
And even if so,
How shall we go,
This place is hell,
We all fell,
Into this well,
Of misery,
Despite the agony,
Despite the family,
And even friends,
Or the pets,
For I truly believe,
That I am better off,
Dead just the rest,
There is no hope for me,
Not anymore,
Stuck into the floor,
As a man,
Trying to open this door,
Where will this lead,
Out of reality,
For this how plays,
In disarray,
Just destroy me,
I would take it gladly,
I have no happy poems,
Within my tone of voice,
I have no choice but to live,
Despite I want to die,
Not to wither,
Or wallow,
In my own tears,
For I fear death,
But would take it gladly,
Within both life,
For death is something,
I want but cannot get,
How do you live,
Just like this,
Where is this happiness,
That you claim,
Is it for fame,
Is it for money,
Or drugs,
Or medications,
Within meditations,
Or therapy,
Or sex,
For children,
For a girlfriend,
Or marriage,
Why did you betray me,
Why fail me,
Why did you disappoint me,
You sold me out just like I did,
The poems I have,
Are not about happiness,
For I have lost it,
This world too much for me,
It is overwhelming,
Like a storm cloud,
Hanging high above,
My head,
Waiting for dread,
Even within intellect,
And intelligence,
This is not the solution,
But it is for me I desire suicide,
The one thing we all want but we can't have.