shantyizlit
Really, what was the point?
- Jul 7, 2023
- 189
I can not sleep
For when I wake I weep
I go through my day
In utter dismay
Of this eternal decay
And whatever I say
It is not enough
To convey how rough
It is to live a life
That cuts deeper than knife
I feel so dreary
And of this I grow weary
I wish it'd just stop
Off a tower I would hop
If I didn't fear it so gravely
But going through this daily
Is just all too much
To death I clutch
It is my only respite
For I do not see the light
In my life any longer
While the melancholy grows stronger
For when I wake I weep
I go through my day
In utter dismay
Of this eternal decay
And whatever I say
It is not enough
To convey how rough
It is to live a life
That cuts deeper than knife
I feel so dreary
And of this I grow weary
I wish it'd just stop
Off a tower I would hop
If I didn't fear it so gravely
But going through this daily
Is just all too much
To death I clutch
It is my only respite
For I do not see the light
In my life any longer
While the melancholy grows stronger