The World

• Artist: White Prussia
• Description: A poem I wrote over summer while I was lonely and bored. I don't know why all my work comes out dark and depressing, but I like this one. It rhymes on and off, pretty dark, not too graphic. I hope it's alright.
• Date: 11/24/2009
• Tags: world

So mad at the world
Mad at what its done
Made out of hate
It tears itself apart

I look over the chaos
At blood stained ground
I watched the world die
As it killed itself again

Can't stand itself
But it can't get away
I watch it kill itself
With nothing to gain

I look at what we've done
Look at what we kill
Watch as it fades
And is lost forever

I scream at the ignorance
Cry at the pain
Spread the pills in my hand
Take them all down

I feel the acids bite
I feel the pain sit
I lay still as the toxic takes effect
Finally I can forget

I can hear the taps
Feel the earth
The evil world dies
As they kill each other in mindless hate

I sit alone in the dark
My blood grows cold
I close my eyes and let go
Thinking of all the lies I told

Comments

[marsupial dragon]

i like it

[f u m o k ii]

i understood the message, but think about revising the grammar if you're still working on this :] overall, very good poem. the images are realistic.