Goodbye Macho World (fictional story), by David Morgan Subscribe to rss feed for David Morgan

I can't believe I'm going through this again things was so
much better when I was eleven
People often worry when they die will they rise or fall, but
at least no one dies a virgin life f**** us all
Started at school when everyone grew and I stayed small, the
kids picked on me and found out I had no balls
Like yesterday, Paul pushed me to the wall and pounded me
with his first, everyone around laughed with their faces
full of bliss
Alcohol is the only thing I have to numb the pain, helps me
ignore my sorrow and not go insane
I can't wait to rest forever this evil world is never going
to get better
I can't eat, I can't sleep, I through in the towel and take
this worlds defeat
I have no friends I'm all alone, my mother is with another
guy so she's never home
Hopefully after I shoot myself with this gun I'll finally
enjoy a world that's full of fun
No where to run, no where to hide, I'm coming Dad, I'll see
you on the other side
Posted: 2014-08-28 07:45:56 UTC

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