Sometimes in the midst of all the insanity, you sometimes gotta stop and ask yourself that. Sometimes the answer is "I don’t know."
Never again will I
Let myself fall
For some fickle ass
Cheating slut
I was nothing but
A piece of dick
Because she can’t
Get it anywhere else
Fuck them whores
I ain’t got no click
Fuck the heart break
Fuck the drama
Fuck the crying
And bad karma
What is love really
Aside from an instinctual feeling
We have to insure the existence
Of this wretched species
We are
Into another generation
Of chaos and turmoil
So what’s the fucking point
If no one even sees
The pain inside me
Bringing me to my knees
And if no one bothers
To fucking care
Enough to look past
My emotionless stare
Or if no one sees
What my long sleeves
Hide everyday
A life spent in such
An overbearing sorrow
If I could lie to myself
I’d see a better tomorrow
But what’s the point
If I can’t even pass that off
To myself
Maybe
Just maybe
One day will come
When the pain
And the sorrow end
And with a hangman’s noose
My neck will bend
So why the fuck
Do I continue to push
For something that I
Will never get
Instead of sitting here
And wondering why
I’ll try my best to forget
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