Everyone Dies, Way Before They End

ask Al Pacino or Robert De Nero... most live to see their end. If you can... please celebrate the quick death... the best way to fin your end.

I'm too stupid anymore to know who's dumb

What's funny or lovely;

F*****g pressure,

Under pressure.

Who's devolving?

Yeah.. it happens, like the clocks do.

Over informed,

Under disposed....

Shut the f**k up and stuff.

Just let me think....

There was something to be done

And, it's done?

Well, when it's done it's done certainly....

It no longer matters how stupid or dumb

It's just over

Time is the killer

and

Killer's are just symptoms,

You don't live like the book says.

You won't die like you want to.

Just something we have to...

 

(lost control)

inevitable

Then you die....

Then it ends.

Sometimes when you want to;

Most times, not so much.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Winslow Des Totes]

Very interesting point here. I really like how the first stanza feels like someones racing thoughts then it just snowballs into the deeper darker feelings that many of us share but don't dare divulge or think about more than necessary and that is what makes this piece so powerful and sharp. Great job!

[Davidgeo]

I use the same tone when I'm selling your dead pets to china for food.

Thank you for reading.... I just didn't feel like giving a serious response. My apologies.

[Winslow Des Totes]

XD Certainly I understand it's your page, write whatever you feel. Honestly it made me giggle so what does that say about me >.< but seriously thanks have a good night!

[TL Boehm]

some times I review a poem. Sometimes I read and say nothing and sometimes I'm just inclined to agree with the statements. In this case I'm dealing with my MIL who has dementia and wishes she was dead. Every week another of her friends dies. She is angry she is still here but the she that is here is only half here at any given time. Her body is reasonably healthy but her mind is toast.

[Davidgeo]

I intimately understand that. Some have told me, (way in the past), my lack of faith made dealing with that more hurt felt and hopeless. I disagreed of course. Later a suicide took place and a great weight was lifted, those same people offered the most pitiful condolences. I openly laughed at them right then and there, because I knew their faith caused them incredible hurt and a feeling of hopelessness. To them this person was no in hell for eternity.... to me, it was a return to the earth, the completion of a cycle. “I would request that my body in death be buried not cremated, so that the energy content contained within it gets returned to the earth, so that flora and fauna can dine upon it, just as I have dined upon flora and fauna during my lifetime” Neil Degrasse Tyson

[Davidgeo]

"now" not "no"

[Elise Anton]

"Most times, not so much." I agree.

[Davidgeo]

Rarely a choice... tears in the rain maybe dust in the wind; things always take their shape before they die.

[Davidgeo]

maybe not.... (there were never any shapes)

[The Poet of Black Wings]

It kinda just doesn't make a lot of sense to me. Especially with the first bit being that much different from the rest.

[Davidgeo]

Sorry... it's simple... we all die, no matter what.

Put whatever you want in between... just make sure your dead in the end

[Davidgeo]

The deleted comment above this one was a comment on a different dumb stupid gay thing... in case you were wondering. Confusion, it becomes me

[Davidgeo]

I need pay more attention