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Why can't you just speak?

The riddles have exhausted me

I'm completely drained I decree

But there's a drip, like a faucet with a leak

Oh please, oh please, why can't you just speak?

The signs you send down

You smugly sit up atop a cloud with your crown

Watching me struggle to define

The notions you've sent as a last life-line

Does this mean this, and that mean that?

The interperator is wary, like the theif-like cat

There comes a time when the strongest break

When the tears fall from the feeling you just can't shake

This feeling bursts open with another sighthing

First rage comes, for it's you they should be fighting

You recreate our misery with another seed of guilt

We reside in the house of hoplessness that you've bulit

The brooding has suffocated me

I comtemplate if there is such a thing as lee

Then suddenly from the highest cliff I fell

You say I jumped myself, but why oh why can't you just tell?

I wonder twice over again, what do these riddles mean

I'm in an emotionless state past being able to scream

Is it karma in its purest form?

The first rain drop of the beginning crap storm?

Little maggots swarm my decaying brain

This life has never given me anything to gain

Just gives me poor options that it knows I'll choose

Then critizing my choice, my sanity I will soon lose

What is it you would like me to do or say?

I choose to make my own choices if I may

I don't want you to control my life at all

But then you send a sign, positioning me for my fall

The confusion has swirled my directions criss-cross

Over this misery you put me through, you always gloss

You pull out the big guns, then my eyes buldge,

What does this all mean, won't you divuldge?

About the meaning of life, this poem is not

This is me wondering why just shit is what I got

God decides to punish me for my sins

And I never thought this would happen, but he wins