Permanent Vacation

Permanent Vacation

A Poem by The Devil's Own B***h
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I grow weary...

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Strolling down the walks of life,

I grow weary.

Why does this path to eternity

Seem to be so long?

Why does this road to oblivion

Seem to be so endless?

I have fought many demons

On this walkway;

Have learnt never to turn my back,

But yet this journey

Only becomes harder;

Tougher;

Less satisfying.

I have stumbled along this path

For years with no rest.

I have grown weak;

Weary;

Tired;

Old.

I cannot take another step –

I just want to rest.

I cannot fight off these demons –

I just want some peace.

And so, stepping off the road to nowhere,

I find my own paradise.

There are no endless walkways;

No demons to fight;

No broken promises;

No empty beliefs;

No person to report to;

No reason to stay awake;

No false smiles;

No painful memories;

No more sapphire tears.

Yes, there is no need

To continue on this walk of nothingness –

I have taken a permanent

Vacation from life.

 

Copyright©JosieWentzel03August2008

 

© 2008 The Devil's Own B***h


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The Devil's Own B***h
The Devil's Own B***h

Roodepoort, South Africa



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My name is Josie and I am what people term 'weird'. I love my poetry; reading; writing; and being miserable. I know, that sounds odd, but misery is what I know and enjoy most in life. It's been a b.. more..

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