Unoccupied

Audite Degenerem

 

Used to exit from that bedsit

Prepare a slap to wake from nap

Just one more breath before death 

A troubled life of strife 

I'd sometimes cry then ask myself why

Yearned to learn when illusions held firm

 

Dropped college for never ending knowledge 

Became older

A little less bolder 

A servitude of injury and pain

A personal, eternal war

For absolutely no gain

My sheer existence 

Down to persistance

 

How?

 

Above all else

When love melts

Those countless cuddles

Were worth plenty of struggles

 

At times I shone

But now I'm gone

I'm nowhere to be found

Not burned, nor drowned

Nor buried deep

Six feet underground 

As others feared

I just disappeared

 

One day never, I may sometime return

Until then, I implore you to laugh

At this pointless, useless, cenotaph

  • Author: Audite Degenerem (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 10th, 2022 04:34
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Paul Bell

    Love the satire through the journey of life, expectations, more expectations, and finally I died last week. You probably missed the notice under the fish and chips wrapper.



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