Into the Night -A Poetic Practice

I've often wondered how life would be of i just went and left everything into that limbo life creates.

Fuck you life
I've not a lot of you left
And I'm feeling all comfortable
At this very moment
So i care about a rhyme
When I'm running out of time
Even the gods don't know
No one has a clue
Is this some sick queue
I'm not feeling blue
I just know life's ticking
No care that's sticking
Good bye my friend
Shoving all and everything down
No one stopping me in town
Even when it's a city of joy
It's a name you stupid boy
Lead by the hand
Into some dark room band
I'll stop here
And i do care
But fuck it
Bucket
Liking a post to uplift
But there is no energy left
One AM and there no reason to live
What I'd reallly like to give
Hunched down in a stoop
No greens in this coop
All the chickens gone
Cooked under the sun
Wings flying left right and centre
Like a tent free renter
The mind often wanders
Into the nights' thunders

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For some reason this poem reminds me of post-apocalyptic movies, you took me to those settings, good content.

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