Taz

It consumes my every moment
It consumes my every thought
My mind, body, heart and soul
My existence is a living hell

I want it all to end
The shame
The pain
The dread

Why did it happen?
I’ll never know for sure
All I know is it isn’t fair
To live in hell on earth.

The End

I'm reminded by this of a line from one of my favorite movies...

"Life is pain, Highness; anyone who says differently is selling something."

And another:

"Karma? Karma is only justice without the satisfaction. I don't believe in justice."

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No One is coming to save me...

journyman161

Very well expressed. You sit & wait in dread for the results you know are coming. The last stanza rings with anguish.

Remember, This too shall pass.

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*He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary - William Faulkner (about Ernest Hemingway)
*Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words? - Ernest Hemingway (about William Faulkner)
*Thank you for sending me a copy of your book; I'll waste no time reading it - Moses Hadas
*He can compress the most words into the smallest idea of any man I know - Abraham Lincoln

dannyboy

sorry but this sort of angst does nothing for me. Express angst by all means but try using some poetry instead of just some words formed to look like poetry.

ps - this criticism applies to many of my poems as well but i try to seperate the ramblings (cos I need to get them out) from the poems.

I mean how old is the line hell on earth?