Misery
Poetry for when your consumed by darkness
Sometimes I Wish I was dead
An end of heartache
To wake from this bed of mistakes
Discovering a fresh first take
A new pie to bake
Swimming out of this lake
A lake full of dread
I only remain because of what’s at stake
And I look to the lord and say for heavens sake
Everything seems so fake
Just once I'd I like for something to hit my soul and penetrate
Looking in the mirror wondering my fate
Instead only the inner misery spreads
Only the devil or jezebelle respond to my request for a dinner date
Together we scrape the plate
The only ones whom with I share common traits
So perhaps that’s why in the end my heart breaks
My love and existence spread like a light dusting of snow flakes
And thru the corruption and corrosion I wonder if I’ll ever make it to the pearly gates
Or if I’ll be stuck with the devil instead
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