Dreaded, Pointless, me

Written 4-28-08.

Throw myself to the floor
books and dirty laundry piled around me
bed left unmade, and homework unfinished
i do not care, not anymore
i just lay here, and cry
for the hopelessness of this world has become too much for me to bare
there’s no point in trying, i’ll only fail
no point in talking, they will not listen
no point in studying, i’ll just forget it
no point in living, time only decays things further
no point in dying, i’m already dead
no point
 

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[LacyBug]

Thanks 4 sharing! I liked reading this poem! Keep up the good work!

Lacy :)