Worthless
- Yrmont

- Jan 25
- 1 min read
Yet again I take to the pen again to tell a tale of hell
Hell if I know what I know, here I go to and fro
Wandering aimlessly to the nothingness of despair
Life's not fair but a nightmare as we stare into the devil's snare
Trapped in his lair called Earth since birth without any worth
In a dump, a slump in this depression within my damnation
Walking 10,000 miles yet stuck in the pile with each mile
Not worth a damn as I try to break the dam
The beauty within was turned to dust in a blink of an eye
No eye nor ear would hear anything I say or pray today
No way this is how it's supposed to be, where's serenity
Or the key to set me free to see the light as I write
No matter how hard I work, it all seems more and more like a waste
A waste to shed some light in everything I fight
Trying to keep pushing through this hell
All alone as I'll die alone, on my own in a life blown
But I kept getting up and fight with all my might
To see in sight what I want to find
To build something mine to shine in the darkest night
"Build it and they'll come" maybe some but damn
What if I work to death for naught and all I got
Nothing but hell in the end and all the nightmares
And the painful sorrow no one would borrow
A life of painful misery is what I get tomorrow


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