Some Days I Just Feel Like Dying
Sometimes it seems
As if we have no life
And the world is nothing
But a figure in space
And god is nothing but a human
Dreams of immortality
Corrupt my mind
Causing it to fall and rot away
And sometimes I feel
As if there's nothing out there
Nothing to live for
Nothing to hope for
Nothing but a thin, fragile
Piece of a heart torn to pieces
By the fury of the tongues
And sometimes
There's nothing out there
Nothing to live for
Nothing to hope for
Nothing at all
And some days I just feel like dying
Written June 28, 2004
Copyright © Kristin Baker | Year Posted 2008
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