Nothing Matters

Mar 08, 2005 21:36

Death or Something Like It

As I sit here
I realize
That my piteful life is worth abosolutely
Nothing

Screams are heard and
I sit
Here and contemplate everything, love, life, and
Why

I can't even find
Myself, among
All the pain, tears, tourture, sorrow, and
Fear

I wonder why all
The time
Why can't life just spit me out
Now

I want to die
Because I
Am not worth the effort to keep
Alive.

poetry

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