WHAT'S THE POINT?


What's the point of walking this earth?
When all that will remain of me is dirt.
What's the deal with this persistent veil?
Keeps me living in this frail, pale jail.

Malignant thoughts, malignant wounds.
We'll all end up in malignant tombs.
They'll feast on your body, your Achilles' heel.
Your dead body will be their festivity meal.

This veil is suffocating my very soul.
I suddenly lost the last of control.
I'm being dragged down to the ground.
Circles go round and round and round.

So now I'm killed by this darn, harsh veil.
Saved me from this frail, pale jail.
All that remains of me now is dirt.
What was the point of walking this earth?



Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2006-06-25 at 01:21

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Malin Johansson
Hey there I can feel your disappointment in life, I agree that we have to put up with alot of troubles and problems etc..
and what do we get out of life is a question that haunts me sometime, but when I get that question in my head I ignore it and I think about people that has it so much worse than me...

So my point of this comment is, that you have so many years left... so don't leave your life, because then it will leave you...!!!
:))))
Regards from Göteborg:))
2006-06-25


Kathy Lockhart
Ah, the point is to write and express and touch others with your talent. Sharing of yourself is a gift that you have. You will never fully know how many people you touch each time you post your poetry. It has the pebble in the pond ripple effect. It reaches far beyond your expectations.
so I am one who is a fan of yours thinks your purpose is to spread the world with your words and ideas in such a beautiful artistic way with which you are so gifted. :) kathy
2006-06-25