Psimon Posted May 18, 2003 Report Posted May 18, 2003 Worthless ************** My turn to feel this way. To hate what I've become or what I've been all along. A pack of lies and deceit. Just another nail in the coffin of the pathetic collection of moments that make up my life. Just another rusty nail. Caught in my own web of lies and made to see just how sick this life has become, my life. Ownership is all I have of it. Not control. Not even to be a willing participant in it. Just ownership. It's mine. Whether I want it or not. Right now, right at this moment, I don't. Don't want any part of what I am, of what I have become. A liar. A cheat. No longer a man. I don't want to own this. This bag of rusty nails to be hammered in one by one, one by one into the coffin. A coffin. Empty recepticle waiting until it's filled to the brim with death and decay. That's me. I'm almost full. Better get hammering. Can't face up to what I am, so I run and hide. Down deep in my cave. Don't have that much dignity anymore. Want to hide how worthless I've become.
autumn_sun Posted May 18, 2003 Report Posted May 18, 2003 =blinks slowly= Mmmmph....I like it...I'm very bad at critiquing things, especially poems...so I'll keep it short: It's good!
whitenoise Posted May 18, 2003 Report Posted May 18, 2003 Very nice...very passionate. Your style is close to mine, so I appreciate it very much. I hope that if you are like me, then the feelings will fade and you'll get back to normal life...I'm pretty sure you don't like feeling like that (I don't). Very nice.
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