Thursday, August 21, 2008


the odds are stacked and
you can't win
your life of pain will now begin
anger and bitterness
hem you in
they say your life is frothed in sin
(but why do they care?)

boredom and irritability
sense or sensibility
what will bring tranquility
what will bring stability
what will bring relief

a theif
from the night
stole your happiness
your efforts are fruitless
your ideals are nonesense
your purpose is vain

you're insane
beat the strain
avoid the mundane
there must be
something to gain
(but not in this world.)

By: Heather Johnson

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