A Satisfying Death

This world is terrifying,

So I sit in the corner with my back against the wall.

The truth is undenying,

But how much farther can a man fall?

The monster underlying;

Today, upon him will I call?

The rush is satisfying,

But will it ever be enough,

To stop my soul from dying?

The chemicals that I so love,

From my hands they are prying,

But I just can't let go.

It's the only love I know.

This life is terrifying,

This life is undenying,

This life is underlying,

But dying is so satisfying.


Jarred Shah



This poem is about: 
Our world


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