Checkmate
poem by:
Noname Poet
Written
on Dec 11, 2017
Forgiven or to give up Waiting for that smooth sail, but the tread is still rough A constant suffer followed by a claim, it only makes you tougher But a decrippling stress To lay my sorrows and body to rest A constant tug between more and more and less and less A sad realization that this shitty life has already reached its best So a switch of thoughts And a incompletion of the race My next finale is the reaper that I face
Tags: Sad, Depressing, Dark, Fear, Deep,
