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A New Year of Despair
Life is grim, perpetually dim, Don’t know what’s missing, It belongs within, Everything I eat, tastes the same, Drinking no better, insipid and plain, Can’t be bothered, to answer the door, Lost all interest, in peace and gore, Walking upstairs, Brings me down, Climb even higher, I’m still underground, At my best, reach mediocre, When worse wishing, life was over, Walking in quicksand, up to my waist, Encrusted with faeces, Completely encased, How come the sun, won’t shine any more, perhaps it does, oblivious I ignore, Future is tomorrow, Black with decay, My past the same, Lacklustre yesterday, Happiness a joke, does it exist at all, Must be an illusion, from when I was small, Try to hit lotto, down on my luck, What I deserve, with this outlook, My hero Cobain! swore, “I don’t have a gun” Best lyric ever, considering what he done, Push nails in my eyes, helps numb the pain, Stand naked in thunder, Soaking up shame, Life morphs one sleep, into the next, When I wake up, a world of utter detest, Is this a rhyme, or even a poem, No your right! Crawl back under my stone, What can one do, when despairs all you’ve got, Look forward to death, I do quite a lot, At least It’s a new year just piss off away, Sorry! what you expect! “Hip Hip Hooray.” COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE(41) any theme any form Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand 16/01/2021
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