I hate my life
i hate my life
i wish it would end
i can not stand it
my pain inside keeps,
eating at my soul
it cannot escape
i live in total pain
there is no peace,
inside myself
no one understands,
how much is there
no one can help me
i cannot stand my pain
i wish it would end
i hate mylife
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| do i deserve this?? | 0 | 06/06/2009 |
| I hate my life | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
| Why? | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
| untitled | 0 | 06/02/2009 |
| LOVE | 0 | 06/02/2009 |
| Enough! | 0 | 06/02/2009 |
| Alone | 2 | 06/02/2009 |
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