The Pessimist

 As I wander the room

I find myself thinking 

That everything is certain doom

to survive one thing 

Means you will die of another

and everyones against you

even your sister and brother

That love of your life

will break you someday

and leave you in torment

your emotions to pay

your closest of friends

lie with a smile

and you cant help but believe

your trust they defile

even your own mind

is out to betray

giving you thoughts

that makes your happiness stray.

Reviews

[I'llPlayTheJuliet]

.....This is amazing!...
this decribes the feeling the feeling of pessimisim so well its remarkable.
great great great poem short and well bitter (the good kind) I loved this.