Im So Skint
Can’t stand it anymore
So dirt broke
Can’t afford to build a life
Too ill to work
Too busy to work
Too many failures
No chance to succeed
Nothing going right
Why is life so God Damn hard?
I scream to God to help
He doesn’t say anything
He makes it worse for me
Nothing goes right
My little ray of hope
Goes like suicide
No ray of hope
Such a difficult life
I’m a young man with nothing to show for it
I can’t live like this
God doesn’t listen
I hate being skint
I can’t afford to make my dreams come true
I am trapped in the life of no speech
No chance to succeed
I don’t want your handouts
I want to make the money myself
So here I go
Spending more money than making
Nothing going right
I say to you Lord
Why have you made life so God damn hard?
Copyright © Moses Samandar | Year Posted 2011
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