found some old poetry

[jonny_questicle]

Nothing to fall back on,

my world is now all gone.

Life is but a memory,

Existence but a song.

Seemed to be in control,

used to have it figured out,

Now my heart leaps from my breast,

I want to scream and shout.

Accused of being cocky,

or that "I know it all,"

These problems seem to cloak me ,

like an overbearing shawl.

So what am i supposed to do,

This game i no longer want to play,

Maybe i should end it here,

leave the world today.