train crash
Blood drips down in rivers
From where I slashed my arms
I pills I have just taken
Insurance, I brought the farm
Time ticks oh so slowly
When you are waiting just to die
A minute seems like hours
Upstairs a baby cries
Why it ever came to this
I don't think I even know
Trains sometimes crash together
Acts of God are painfully slow
I think I just got lost
In the hustle of the city
All the things I used to love
I have no interest, only pity
Everything I have cared for
All the things I once believed
It was all just nonsense
That is why it is time to leave.
2007-09-28
06:07:04
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The Dark Prince
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Hey Kevin L. Take a valium and chill. I am getting married soon and I am just witing a poem. Don't be so literal. I am many things but Loser is not one. I would say u are the loser since you have no sense of humor or compassion for your fellow man. I have pain in my life. I was raped and molested by a priest for 2 years when I was 5 and then my parents thought it might be a good idea to beat the living crap out of me everyday for the nest 5 years. So do me a favor. think before you pass jusgment, after all Christ said Judge not lest ye be judged yourself and people who live in glass house should not throw stones. So unless you are the perfect human, doubtful, I'd back off.
2007-09-28
06:57:01 ·
update #1