This World And I Poem by Kelvin Rush

This World And I



I'm afraid to say this world and I
We just don't see eye to eye
This world is a brutal horrible place
It's turned me into a basket case

I knew as a child I should not be alive
I knew without question I could not survive
My only dream was to leave this earth
Vacate the scene return my birth

Never once did I ever feel at peace
I tried so hard but just couldn't release
All the pain and turmoil that ravaged my soul
It was bloody and brutal out of control

I cannot cope in this world anymore
I need to leave now and close the door
Nothing you say will change my mind
I'm no longer unconscious scared or blind

I don't fear death like all the others
Death is utopia for the one who suffers
If death is the opposite to life itself
Then I myself am death by stealth

I'm afraid to say this world and I
We just don't see eye to eye
At last I'm free from the cold and black
I hope to god I never come back

Tuesday, April 2, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: mental illness
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