Lyric Poem

A Poem by Parker StPierre

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We’re all troubled in a world of trouble,

There was a time when my world was filled with darkness, darkness, darkness.

I was afraid of the dark but, now its all that I want, all that I want all that I want.

I’m just what you made god…

As I sit here in misery, I don’t think I’ll ever see the sun from here,

And oh as I fade away, they’ll look at me and say, and they’ll say that there’s no hiding for me.

Reminding me of who I killed inside my dream.

I don’t want to hear about the bad blood anymore, I don’t want to hear you talk about it anymore.

I’m just what you made god…

Thank god it’s Friday

‘Cause Friday’s will always be better than Saturday’s,

‘Cause Sunday’s are my suicide days.

I have these thoughts so often… If they don’t stop we’re as good as dead, so then what good am I?

I’m just what you made god, I’m just what you made god, I’M JUST WHAT YOU MADE GOD.

© 2015 Parker StPierre

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Matthew James Ginn

Love the emotion put into this. The epitome of true internal honesty. I appreciate that nothing was held back. I concur that the repeated phrases make it impact. keep up the excellent work.

Posted 9 Years Ago

caroline

I really like this. the repetition is really great cause it gets your point across and I like how when you read it to yourself or at least for me it really builds up and becomes very loud! good job

Posted 9 Years Ago

The StoryTeller

I think this shows how we fight between light and darkness, and if we fight darkness, eventually we can fall to it, and just give up, and like it and become part of it. A favorite quote of mine by Friedrich Nietzsche says, "Battle not with monsters, lest you become a monster, and if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you." I think this poem and the quote go hand in hand. I know the majority of the songs we used, and I think you organized them well to show this struggle, and the emotion in this is deep. Beautiful.