Early Grave

Wolf

I woke up with this shit on my mind:

"I heading for an early grave
This I do not crave
But I must be brave 
For I am heading for an early grave"

This darkness and sense of failure and life not letting up, has got a hell of a grip of me,

 

I realize that there are things I must come to terms with;

I am tired of these thoughts and these feelings I'm tired of people I'm tired of life;

"I'm heading for an early grave
This I do not crave
But I must brave
For I am heading for an early grave"

 

I can't keep going like this

No matter what I try

These demons won't let up

I feel like I am going insane

I feel like it's just best if I go away

Tired of this price I pay

 

One day I am going to let go of everything and everyone,

This life wasn't meant for me, I am the definition of a mistake which is a theme of my life,

So if I don't take me out then life will, it's breaking me down

Feels like it's not long til I am not around because 

 

"I'm heading for an early grave
This I do not crave
But I must brave
For I am heading for an early grave"
An early grave
Heading towards the grave
locked in a grave
Cold in a grave
In the grave
A Grave
Grave...Grave...Grave...Grave...
I'm heading for an early grave

  • Author: Wolf (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 6th, 2023 00:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: Troubles of life and of the world getting to one and making them believe the end is near.
  • Category: Gothic
  • Views: 3


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