The 27 ClubA Poem by CSchwippsThe nice thing about life is it can always be ended whenever I want. I put a gun in my mouth It wasn’t loaded. I just wanted to know what it felt like. The rush when I pulled the trigger. Heard the click. That’s how simple it can be. Could be. If I ever found the apathy to do it. It takes a true lack of sympathy and caring to end it all. Maybe I’ll find it. No more pain, bills, endless job searches for endless careers I care nothing about to pay for things I don’t want. I don’t want this. Nobody wants This. Asks for it. Nobody wants A broken, bleeding heart. Yet here we are At the end of hope. It’s the final destination. We can’t come back. But why would I want to? I’m ready to join the club. © 2018 CSchwipps |
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1 Review Added on March 5, 2018 Last Updated on March 5, 2018 AuthorCSchwippsINAboutMy name is Craig. I write dark poetry that very starkly contrasts my positive outlook on life. Any feedback or constructive criticism is always welcome. And if you just want to talk, by all means intr.. more..Writing
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