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June 4, 2010

Nothing.. [one of my poems]

I just scrawled this one night..not nessissarily completed or good..

Nothing's here
Nothing's the same
It all became different
Am I still of sane?

No, I can't think
I'm acting so dumb
Now nothing worth noting will happen
Now that I've screwed myself, I've made sure of that.

So, all I have to look forward to is
the people I love
The people I hate
and myself - dying

Yes, that is it.
What else is there?
What else can I look forward to?
Now that my life has been messed up, nothing.

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