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I Give Up, I Quit, Just Let Me Go
It's hard to smile, it's hard to laugh
When the only thing worth laughing at
Is my miserable fucking life
Filled with nothing and drenched with fat
It's hard to see in the darkness
That surrounds me everywhere I go
I close my eyes and embrace death
For love's embrace I'll never know
It's hard to love without a heart
I gave mine away so long ago
Now she is someone else’s wife
And I'm no one you'd want to know
It's hard to want without desire
I don't give a damn any more
I'd rather quit this empty life
And pass through Hades open door
It's hard to know what love is
When no one has ever loved me
Don't bother trying to save my life
A soul not worth taking for free
It's impossible to save
Not even Jesus Christ will save me
From throwing away this waste of life
That's always been my destiny
* 04/21/2001
Copyright © 2004 JJ Johnson
US Copyright Office Registration: TXu1-162-978
When the only thing worth laughing at
Is my miserable fucking life
Filled with nothing and drenched with fat
It's hard to see in the darkness
That surrounds me everywhere I go
I close my eyes and embrace death
For love's embrace I'll never know
It's hard to love without a heart
I gave mine away so long ago
Now she is someone else’s wife
And I'm no one you'd want to know
It's hard to want without desire
I don't give a damn any more
I'd rather quit this empty life
And pass through Hades open door
It's hard to know what love is
When no one has ever loved me
Don't bother trying to save my life
A soul not worth taking for free
It's impossible to save
Not even Jesus Christ will save me
From throwing away this waste of life
That's always been my destiny
* 04/21/2001
Copyright © 2004 JJ Johnson
US Copyright Office Registration: TXu1-162-978
Published 16th Aug 2011
| Edited 6th Nov 2017
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Anonymous
17th Aug 2011 7:46am
There is so much sadness and pain in this piece it made me cry. I am no therapist but if you ever want to talk just let me know. I read your forum post about this and i see what you mean. Hang in there, im here whenever you want to talk.
24th Aug 2011 6:28pm
thank you for the comment Angel. You are a good talker, nice chatting with you and thanks for the warm words this morning
19th Aug 2011 7:42am
19th Aug 2011 12:14pm
Thank you, There is another on this topic titled "Tonight's The Night" and I will be posting another today titled "Back To The Egg" that also delves into the deep. If you are ever on the edge, contact me, I'm a good listener and I know how you feel. jj
24th Aug 2011 7:21am
24th Aug 2011 6:22pm
17th Dec 2011 6:06am
It is horrible that you have felt this way ever in your life. I hope you have been able to get past this, and feel good again. Your writing ability is enviable. You are an inspiration.
21st Nov 2012 6:55am
Thank you for the compliment Rachel. Not sure how I missed this comment last year. Peace, JJ
21st Nov 2012 6:45am
Rachel is right. You are an inspiration, JJ. To many people I am sure, including myself. I hate to hear about others' struggles, so I hope all will be well. This is an older poem, I know, but I know that you are struggling. As we all do at certain times in our lives. Wish you the very best!
21st Nov 2012 6:54am
Thank you so very much Jess. You have a way of saying the nicest things and lifting my spirit when I am down! JJ
4th Apr 2020 3:04pm
Nicely written. A sad commentary. I think we all walk through dark days, some more than others. I have had dark days for about two years this time around. I have self-loathing, am never good enough and in general am a piece of shit and feel like a piece of shit.
Thank you for the write.
Thank you for the write.
5th Apr 2020 7:04am
Thanks for commenting. You really had to dig for this one! Life has a way of beating you down. If not for poetry, I might have given up before I wrote this and many others to follow. I'm always going to write when times are most difficult and I feel like dying will end my pain. But then again, it might not be the end. It could be just the beginning of an eternity of pain even worse. I don't think I will be able to write more poems then.
JJ
JJ
