EMPTYA Poem by P.J. CooganNO EMPATHY NO CONSCIENCE ANOTHER VIEW ON LIFE EMPTY Sometimes I
feel like a passenger, Just coming
along for the ride, Dead eyes
and impulsive mind, Emotionally
dead but not logically impaired, A cold soul
with a blank stare, I see it in
the mirror I’m just not there, Oscar
winning life a total lie, It’s all a
game and then we die, One big
joke, We’re the
punch line, Face it
b***h laugh or cry, We’re the
joke then we die, Call me
saint or call me sinner, Live without
conscience you’re always the winner, Ha Ha breathe
it in, Suck it, You’re only
here once, F**k it. © 2011 P.J. CooganAuthor's Note
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Added on August 1, 2011 Last Updated on August 1, 2011 AuthorP.J. CooganGLASGOW, south side, United KingdomAboutI am a writer from glasgow, I tend to write about modern day situaions and what i know best, as I'm not a fan of period pieces. I enjoy thrillers, true crime and psychological works. I have studied so.. more..Writing
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