Goodbye Macho World (fictional story)

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By David Morgan

I can't believe I'm going through this again things was so much better when I was eleven People often worry when they die will they rise or fall, but at least no one dies a virgin life f**** us all Started at school when everyone grew and I stayed small, the kids picked on me and found out I had no balls Like yesterday, Paul pushed me to the wall and pounded me with his first, everyone around laughed with their faces full of bliss Alcohol is the only thing I have to numb the pain, helps me ignore my sorrow and not go insane I can't wait to rest forever this evil world is never going to get better I can't eat, I can't sleep, I through in the towel and take this worlds defeat I have no friends I'm all alone, my mother is with another guy so she's never home Hopefully after I shoot myself with this gun I'll finally enjoy a world that's full of fun No where to run, no where to hide, I'm coming Dad, I'll see you on the other side

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