Slipping slowly down
trying not to drown
life’s troubles everywhere
no breath left to share

Waiting, longing just to be
a single breath for me
it never comes in time
and so I die within this rhyme

(Another Poetry Club poem)


Another of my Poetry Club poems:

I never tell the truth
and I care too much what people think
writing makes me sick
and reading is only a chore

I don’t believe in love
or that forever can exist
that you only live once
and life is just a bore

I don’t wish to be happy
and I never think I can succeed
but if you believe any of this poem
a mental readjustment is what you need

(The prompt for this poem was to write a poem about yourself in which nothing is true)

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