#1
walk me to my grave
take this tiresum fear thats bestows me
upon another's tomb

when the wind so restlessly whistles
the obsentities of my name
how can one be sane?
i am but a grain of architecture
placed where the blue print reads

its been awhile, whats a smile?
i feel as the horoscope portrays
i was born into forewarned death
no lifevest, take a breath at the bottom of the pool

who wants the keys to the castle?
when the fortress is wilted and grey?
i am the heir to air?
but i am circum to cough
when the casket rolls away?

is this really mine?
i had no say in procreation
wait I'm just holding it for a friend?
life is just probation?

am i paying the toll for the car ahead?
the attendant told me not to reason
"you are just a season, go ahead decay!"
this is a repost...but it might be my last post for 6 months
Reaching for the sun
one may forget
the feet which
ground him
#2
pretty whiney. is your life that bad?

sorry, i didn't mean that. i didnt HAVE to read the poem so i'll be nice.

very dark, angsty, if thats the kind of thing you're going for then you nailed it!