The Death of MeA Poem by kbobWhat would you do at the point of absolute misery?She let me know it was over As if it didn’t matter at all After something so heartless A man can’t stand tall I take this pain peacefully But this hole keeps getting bigger Is it okay if I swallow my pride Along with a little liquor? Pushed to the breaking point Drunk as all hell I sit here on a bridge She wouldn’t care if I fell I look below at the crashing waves Farther than I can see This emptiness in my chest Will be the death of me © 2008 kbob |
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Added on November 7, 2008 Author |