Howling at the Stone MoonA Poem by gabi123A suicidal poem, to raise awareness. Have hope.Howling at A Stone Moon Depressed, Hungry, Grieved.
Looking for an end.
My life is nothingness, On the plain of Hell.
A meaningless burden, On the fields of humanity. There is no hope, No true end, For the, Long, Distressing, Walk, Into the parks of humanity. I don’t want to stand here Hampering people around me Who deserve their own lives I don’t. But Mankind is Satan, They don’t grasp my emotions. Looking at me with vile eyes.
No sympathy, No empathy, Only whips, To my heart. They look at me differently, They look at me with anger in their eyes. Why, Oh, why? They don’t understand, What it is like to stand here, A burden to society, A burden to myself.
Let me out of this, Madness, Childish play.
They will never understand, So what is the point?
I will just keep sailing through Oblivion, Pondering, Wondering, What God meant me to do in this world.
And my only comfort, Is to go, In the bleak dark night, And howl, At the stone moon. Someday, Someday, Oblivion will open, I will find my place, In humanity, In society, God will hear, But even God does not understand, And my only companion, Silent, Compassionate, Is the stone moon, Who I howl, And cry to, Every night. And even through Death, Through the lands of Heaven and Hell, It will be my only compatriot, Friend, Anyone. The Great, Stone, Moon. A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Never be alone Never be afraid © 2017 gabi123Author's Note
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