I can barely breathe in this cubicle
My life is a hell of nothingness
White noise is all my dreams
Life is just a slow march to a funeral
The world is cold and heartless
Tearing us apart at the seams
So I pray to the universe to you
I really don't care what you do
All I ask is for something, anything
To make my life worth living
My lungs are drowning in the usual
Please let the birds feast on my carcass
I want to escape whatever the means
I'm begging you to break this cubicle
Or let me slip into the cold safe darkness
Anything but becoming one of their machines
Give me a climax or a resolution
My life is in need of a revolution
I am hollow
Slowly filling with sorrow
By K.M.Lazz
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The Poems of Her
PuisiA collection of poems and verses that deal with out darker emotions. Such as fear, hate, envy, rage, desperation, depression, and so forth. The poems are arranged to show the "author" evolving. They first describe the teen years. petty girls and tee...
