Poems from Ant619sd
At about 10 pm I found my father’s gun
It was under his bed & Under some stuff
I was about to do something really dumb
So I looked at...
My names Anthony
and I have felt like Bourdane,
but life has plans for me
and I am sure more pain!
My families, damned to be a calamity...
Insanity has plans for me when facing hate and humanity
Damned to be manically complacent by fate & my sanity
Apathy is our amnesty...
I often sit and wonder
how the world thinks
then it hits like thunder
Were at the brink
of possible plight from blunders
to keep us all...
Everything seems copasetic
but some dopes don’t get it
I just try to forget it
and life seems to make me regret it
People always tell me...