Sad Man
First poem I've written and just want to know if I'm shit or not to be honest
The man showed great persistence in justifying his own existence
Morn after morn, night after night, an existential fight
But the fight was lost along with the will
Sad story of a man, a halfway happy ending, at least he's now still
No suffering no pain although it's a shame I'm sure he's content with his eternal dame, the mistress of nothing, blackness... not a thing
No feel or fight, no sound, no sight, away he goes, towards the bright, white light; fuck sake, life can be shite
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Posted Apr 9, 2018, 9:33 PM UTC · edited