unbearable

Mature | Major Character Death | No Fandom

Gen | for rofitzie, villsie | 363 words | 2025-03-31 | Personal Poetry

Beat Poetry, Rhyme, Suicide


leave me on my own too long and i get suicidal
sixty dollar specialist, he tells me take some midol

all alone, from dusk to dawn
all my energies are gone

but it's lonely, lonely, lonely, only
only i'm sure that's the way i like it

i wanna set it up
say i'm ready to say goodbye
goodnight moon, goodnight sun
but it's so goddamn hard to die

and i find it kinda funny, i find it kinda rude
the dreams in which i'm dying are the dreams where i'm a dude

aren't you brokenhearted, desperation
light breaks through a life's striation

there's no chance of changing the way that i am
'cause i can't stand the way that you say bethlehem

seamen, pour your cement
sing my soul a re-qui-em
soliloquoy on us and them
destiny dreamt of if and when