Misery

gqam

The way we create our life, we make it a living hell

We ourselves are hell, people are hell

We know not what we do wrong when we mindlessly lives our lives

Only when hell is meet we see our sins

Our sins burn into our skin, wanting to change the past

Our past stuck in cement, and ourselves stuck in misery

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Ok Waleed January 31st, 2023 00:10
Can people be heaven too? You poets man always depressing and one sided. For once how about you go practice Opposite Day.

Sorry I’m too harsh but hey when you speak for all of us I gotta defend myself. Good poem nonetheless
- gqamJanuary 31st, 2023 00:37
  I don’t speak for anyone but for myself. I express how I feel and on my beliefs. Everyone has there own story behind life and comments like that are rude to people. Be careful how you comment. Thank you
Ok Waleed January 31st, 2023 01:18
There’s a bunch of we’s and ours in your poem so that’s what I was responding to. And don’t be sensitive I wasn’t trying to be rude solely criticizing
- gqamJanuary 31st, 2023 01:41
  Your comment did not negatively affect me, and as I said I write on my believes so yes that's going to translate to my world and the use of words of we's and ours.

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