What's the point of living
What's the point of breathing
People so unforgiving
Getting shit the hearts bleeding.
Things go right one moment,
They suddenly will change
Darkness it has shown it
From every length and range
I'll be gone...yes I'll be gone...
I'll be gone from here by the morning
Yes I'll be gone...I'll be gone
Escaped from the bane, lifes warning
I don't know how I've fought
Through all the hell and pain
Endless troubles life brought
Some damage I always sustain
Sometimes I lay here I feel so alone
I ask myself why am I not good enough
The brutality of life has always shown
I tell myself it'll end good, but in the end, its still just as rough
I'll be gone...yes I'll be gone...
I'll be gone from here by the morning
Yes I'll be gone...I'll be gone
Escaped from the bane, lifes warning
Lifes rough like a brick wall
No mercy or a break
It will always try to make you fall
In life everythings at stake
Walking down this fiery field
Filled with darkness and deep hate
Nothing around no safeguard or sheild
Hurry and fight through before its too late
I'll be gone...yes I'll be gone...
I'll be gone from here by the morning
Yes I'll be gone...I'll be gone
Escaped from the bane, lifes warning
Coming home.
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Poetry: Normal, Silly and Serious
PoetryThese are poems and maybe some haikus that I write on my free time and in Writing class. Some are silly and some are serious and deep. Some will be rhyming and some won't. Enjoy guys!
