Carl Fraser Poet Rhyme

Waiting To Go

I force open crusty eyelids
To a dark and dismal day outside
I pull the covers overhead 
All I want to do is hide
Old friends call me now and then
They beg me to come out and play
But I've grown accustomed  to this dusty room
Perhaps it's best I stay away
They ask me if I'm tired of being alone
And watching life just pass me by
But how can I feel guilty of that
When I'm more at peace when I just hide.
No one really gives a **** anyways
They won't miss me when I'm gone
No tears will shed the day I die
And travel far beyond.

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Poet Destroyer A December 30, 2015 at 11:03 PM Hi Carl, I'd never close the year on poetry soup, without saying thank you to all the poets on my favorite list. Wishing you the best this coming year **2016** Happy New Year... Always & Forever ~LINDA~

Skat A November 7, 2015 at 3:28 PM sad to read this Carl. enjoyed the flow SKAT

Poet Destroyer A November 5, 2015 at 9:17 PM Hi Carl, wow, this sounds like the shades of me. Everything on here makes me feel as if you are reading into my soul, after yours. What I'm trying to say, is I can definitely relate to this (you). I wonder if I'm even worth all that. Always LINDA

Kim Merryman November 5, 2015 at 8:30 PM This is so sad! I certainly hope you don't really feel this way. Love, Kim