The Wanderer

[Vermilioncore]

The Wanderer (a poem)
By Me

Where to lay my head tonight
Where to find my rest tonight
Fire shoots from clouds
Just don’t know if I can sleep tonight

Doors ajar and jarring pain
All the times I’ve lost my way
If Hell beneath my feet is worst
Than life, I think I’ll choose to stay

But, tell me this;
When does living life pay off?
What does pain and grief give us?
If living ends in death then why the hell
Do people still give birth?

In the end, I’m lost
To sum it up, I’m lost
No direction, lost
Destination lost
Trading loss for loss

 

[Patient A]

quick! somebody give him anti depressants before he goes ER!

When does living life pay off?

When you stop worrying

Do people still give birth?

Not as common this days birth rate is low

All the times I’ve lost my way

 

[Patient A]

The Wanderer (a poem)
By Me

Where to lay my head tonight
Where to find my rest tonight
Fire shoots from clouds
Just don’t know if I can sleep tonight

Doors ajar and jarring pain
All the times I’ve lost my way
If Hell beneath my feet is worst
Than life, I think I’ll choose to stay

But, tell me this;
When does living life pay off?
What does pain and grief give us?
If living ends in death then why the hell
Do people still give birth?

In the end, I’m lost
To sum it up, I’m lost
No direction, lost
Destination lost
Trading loss for loss

Your sad poetry is low T cope

inject anabolics and heroin asap

 

[Deleted member 2968]

God will punish us all anyway