I think I just want out now,
  Seems I've reached the end of the line,
  Just repeatedly eating and sleeping,
  With just TV to pass the time.

  I'm  spending far too much time on my own here,
  This ain't what I'd call life,
  I just can't foresee any future,
  Must be time that I re~joined my wife.

  I know that I've had my full quota,
  Well past my ten and three score years,
  Had enough time of being  a single,
  So, I'm popping off now, Cheers !

  I've had enough of doing bugger all,
  Every single bloody day,
  Time I shuffled off this mortal coil,
  About time that I re~joined Shay !

  • Author: Justa_Geezer (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 12th, 2022 10:53
  • Comment from author about the poem: " This was written at a time a couple of weeks ago, when I had just read several poems about people being really depressed. It made me wonder if it was really worthwhile making the effort! It is exactly as I wrote it on the day, and when I finished it, I made myself something to eat, and after my meal, I sat and read it, and realised just what I had written ! I reflected on it, and fortunately I very soon snapped out of that frame of mind ! "
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  • Paul Bell

    I think we all go through this at some point in our lives. I know a lot of stuff is at your fingertips, but sometimes you just have to get out and about to reap the rewards of life.

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