free write, letter to, LGBTQ, Longwinded nothingness, poetry, short story, Uncategorized

Hm.

Have you ever thought how maybe,

We’re all wasting our time?

Born to live to die and to die we bring pain.

Every new life 

Nothing makes it better 

It’s always getting worse.

Society is corrupted

Politics are poison

Whores are the honest ones

They don’t lie about it, but still go to 

Prison

Where all ones faults are on display.

Secrets and lies don’t matter there

You’re doing your time

For being yourself.

Born to live and to live to die,

Its the never ending circle

The snake eating its own tail

The face of the clock 

Going

Going

Tick

Tock

Stop..

Picture: Venom, based on the poem Hm.

Artist: Blaine P.

Author: Blaine P.

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