why waste my time?

from a confused and lonly state

Why waste my time?

With this insignificant life of mine?

Why waste your time?

With this stupid little rhyme?

 

A Hog,

That is all I am,

All  can do,

Eat! Sleep!

Wallow in the mud.

 

Not the mud of dirt and water.

No, something much more demeaning.

I wallow in this pathetic life of mine,

Only to waste other’s time.

 

If all I do is fail,

 Then what is the point?

School, parents, friends, my love?

What have I done for them!

 

My parents?

Ha! They only see me,

As an abomination of a slave.

A meaningless disappointment.

 

School?

Not a chance!

My report card will sound like Beethoven!

DUM DUM DUMMMMM!!!!

 

Friends?

Wrong again buddy!

I have lost most of them!

Why can I not just fit in?!

 

My love?

Don’t even get me started!

I will never make her happy…

So why does she stay?

 

Im the classic disappointments.

Im a puzzle piece,

That simply won’t fit.

Im the disappointing son,

Nothing of what his father wants!

Im the rehab patient,

Who will only relapse again and again…

I am the chair people pull from under you!

I cant support anyone but me,

Even that is a slim possibility.

 

So why waste my time?

More importantly,

Why waste any of yours?

So I say!

Bring on the river of blood,

To flow from my wrists!

String up my necklace of rope!

Leave me till my toes now longer twitch!

Serve me my bottle of sleeping pills,

On a silver platter!

 

I am not ment for this world!

I am not ment for this life!

Am I ment for any other?

So I ask once more,

Why waste my time?

More importantly,

Why waste anyone elses?

 

Author's Note

i know its jumbled. might edit but for now ill let it settle in. tell me what you think!

Reviews

[Angel55606]

You are just as meant for this world as I am, I use to think like you. There's hope in your life, and you'll soon find it, i promnise.

[Angela ☄️]

I'll tell you what I think.. We all have amazing ways to let out our feelings and inner thoughts, this dark yet very beautiful. Sad yet very true. This poem is VEEEEERY similar to what I wrote last night in a rough draft notebook, and to see it here shocks me. But IT IS, a very good poem. :)

[Boy of the red]

Haha I wrote this a long time ago. I geuss great minds think alike.

[Angela ☄️]

I guess so, lol. :P

[Boy of the red]

hahaha its not like im looking in your house......jk haha

[Angela ☄️]

Well, it would give me someone to hang out with if you were. xD Lol, but then again.. You would probably scare the crap outta me... O.O

[Boy of the red]

haha yea. well maybe in the future our paths will cross

[Angela ☄️]

Perhaps they shall.. hmm.. that would be intersting. xD

[Tricia O'Brien]

I think this is rad

I dig for sure

Trish-

[Boy of the red]

thank you very much trish

[Tricia O'Brien]

word.

[Boy of the red]

what?

[Tricia O'Brien]

You thanked me, I was just saying "word", bad habit on my part, I type as if I was actually talking. Word means like, yes, yeah, right on... nothing negative
=-]

[Holly Mason]

deep emotions come out from your words
the up and downs of our days give each much to reflect upon
thank you for sharing

[Boy of the red]

thank you for reviewing

[AWickedMoon]

A very strong poem. You really feel the anger in it.

[Boy of the red]

thank you! i had a range of emotions in writing this.

[Jack...]

We all feel this way at one time or the other, but times will change, minutes will pass and a new sun will peek over the horizon. Very nicely done and sad in a way.

[Boy of the red]

haha all poems of life should have a bit of sadness in them, or else we wouldnt know what happieness was :)

[Pax]

i feel worthless at times but i don't think i am not meant for the world... I'm just a lost soul trying to find a direction.. like the saying goes: everything has its own reasons... don't be too much on yourself, don't be that person you used to be, you had change, you have someone who really loves you... treasure it and you'll know the real beauty around you... trying to find a place in the island of strangers is hard, i know... but i try to cope up with life's challenge and survived... i always said to myself : survival is life...

your life is not insignifican and your time is not a waste if you choose the person that really care... "

don't bother on taking life out, bother on how you make your life precious"

[Boy of the red]

think you my great friend.

[Boy of the red]

thank you*

[Pax]

your most welcome :)

[ForeverNever]

meant* you know I'm a spelling nazi.
But the symbolism is real strong in this poem and the emotion is conveyed well!
I'm sorry you feel that way, yet it evokes great pieces!
Love,
me.

[Boy of the red]

haha thank you! it is very old. just found it and edited it for a bit