Life
Oh so so simple life
Like a blade of grass is flourishes
Yet too quickly dies away
Leaving everyone else to pay
The debts left behind
Life is different than it used to be
No more happy, carefree
Now pain and suffering
With no end to this torturing
When Death's cold embrace comes
Will you except it gladly?
Or cling to your old life sadly?
A/N- Meh. I hate this one.
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Inner Silence
PoetryThe inner silence is always there. Waiting. watching. recording. Recording the chaos and misery of my existence. A collection of depressing poems of my life.
