To All Those Grim Poets
To All Those Grim Poets
By Elton Camp
On every publishing wesite I go,
I’m finding largely an ocean of woe
I loved, but then I wasn’t loved back
Proper childhood upbringing I did lack
Even though there wasn’t a reason why
My spouse has left me high and dry
Because my miserable life I much hate
My greatest pleasure is to self-mutilate
The one I loved just laid down & died
And since then, all I have done is cried
But the ones that really scare me most
Are those that of intended suicide boast
To answer that, I am unwilling even to try
And so to that sort I never attempt to reply
There is always the chance, I fearfully think
What I say would push them over the brink
But a general comment I here will make
Destroying yourself is usually a mistake
For who knows what the next day will bring
From an unexpected source good may spring
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