Inspirational Poems

 

 

Sometimes
I lay in bed by myself
and think
about death
and life
and where I am
or should be
I hate life
I hate worthless existances
I hate nothingness
and emptiness
and lonliness
and I hate people
in every size
shape and form
I hate the kind
and the weak and the powerful
I hate all that stands in my way
of finding my true self