Questioning Existence

Questioning Existence

A Poem by Doctor Deathstab

Sometimes I feel like a fallen angel that plummeted from outer space.
I don’t know how I even got here, but I know that I fell from grace.
How have I broken the rules? Am I destined to lose?
Though I seek simple answers I’m still so confused.
Sometimes I’m lonely inside and my feelings feel nude.
I’m not one with this world, and it’s a frustrating feud…

© 2009 Doctor Deathstab


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Added on March 15, 2009

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Doctor Deathstab
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I am a new breed of poet. I write what I feel and don't give a damn what others think. I am vulgar at times, but my thinking ability goes deeper than obscenities. (Did I spell that right?) So read bet.. more..

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