Sad stuff

Sad stuff

A Poem by Nathan Mann

I can't think or close my eyes
I'm just an annoyance,
a group of flies.
Tell me, what did I do?
I hate myself, that much is true. 
Accusations of telling a lie
You hate me too, it's cut and dry.
I'll make some tea and watch it steep.
stir all night, I can't sleep.
Eyes snap open, thoughts collide. 
Lives might be better
if I had died.

© 2013 Nathan Mann


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It's a bouncy poem but the message is dark. Simple yet complex, good write :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Nathan Mann
Nathan Mann

Grass Valley, CA



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