PunkPoe
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 10:45am
1st Feb 2025 10:45am
Grant a Wish
"Grant a Wish"
This life plowed me like a mack truck
But frankly my dear I don't give a fukk
I'm no survivor I'm a goddamn warrior
To brutality & misery I'm no foreigner
Bring it on BIG brother of despair
I can take what you give in pairs
I have no fear of fire & brimstone
Look inside a soul brightly shone
You think you can plague me like Job?
Your sorry ass will swing by the rope
Think my knees have fell down to pray?
Mark it on your calendar that'll be the day
Confession...
This life plowed me like a mack truck
But frankly my dear I don't give a fukk
I'm no survivor I'm a goddamn warrior
To brutality & misery I'm no foreigner
Bring it on BIG brother of despair
I can take what you give in pairs
I have no fear of fire & brimstone
Look inside a soul brightly shone
You think you can plague me like Job?
Your sorry ass will swing by the rope
Think my knees have fell down to pray?
Mark it on your calendar that'll be the day
Confession...
#dark
#death
#despair
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PunkPoe
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 10:45am
1st Feb 2025 10:45am
Grant a Wish
"Grant a Wish"
This life plowed me like a mack truck
But frankly my dear I don't give a fukk
I'm no survivor I'm a goddamn warrior
To brutality & misery I'm no foreigner
Bring it on BIG brother of despair
I can take what you give in pairs
I have no fear of fire & brimstone
Look inside a soul brightly shone
You think you can plague me like Job?
Your sorry ass will swing by the rope
Think my knees have fell down to pray?
Mark it on your calendar that'll be the day
Confession...
This life plowed me like a mack truck
But frankly my dear I don't give a fukk
I'm no survivor I'm a goddamn warrior
To brutality & misery I'm no foreigner
Bring it on BIG brother of despair
I can take what you give in pairs
I have no fear of fire & brimstone
Look inside a soul brightly shone
You think you can plague me like Job?
Your sorry ass will swing by the rope
Think my knees have fell down to pray?
Mark it on your calendar that'll be the day
Confession...
#dark
#death
#despair
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PunkPoe
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 10:45am
1st Feb 2025 10:45am
Grant a Wish
"Grant a Wish"
This life plowed me like a mack truck
But frankly my dear I don't give a fukk
I'm no survivor I'm a goddamn warrior
To brutality & misery I'm no foreigner
Bring it on BIG brother of despair
I can take what you give in pairs
I have no fear of fire & brimstone
Look inside a soul brightly shone
You think you can plague me like Job?
Your sorry ass will swing by the rope
Think my knees have fell down to pray?
Mark it on your calendar that'll be the day
Confession...
This life plowed me like a mack truck
But frankly my dear I don't give a fukk
I'm no survivor I'm a goddamn warrior
To brutality & misery I'm no foreigner
Bring it on BIG brother of despair
I can take what you give in pairs
I have no fear of fire & brimstone
Look inside a soul brightly shone
You think you can plague me like Job?
Your sorry ass will swing by the rope
Think my knees have fell down to pray?
Mark it on your calendar that'll be the day
Confession...
#dark
#death
#despair
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Gorotika
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 00:45am
23rd Jan 2025 00:45am
Farewell
I was born through misery,
and raised with pain.
The life they gave me was always filled with vain…
Forgive me my dear, for me wanting to disappear,
everything is going downhill, I can't handle the despair.
This life is too much for me.
But please trust me my dear, I'm now free from despair
Please excuse the blood my dear.
and raised with pain.
The life they gave me was always filled with vain…
Forgive me my dear, for me wanting to disappear,
everything is going downhill, I can't handle the despair.
This life is too much for me.
But please trust me my dear, I'm now free from despair
Please excuse the blood my dear.
#dark
#death
#depression
#despair
#suicide
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Gorotika
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 00:45am
23rd Jan 2025 00:45am
Farewell
I was born through misery,
and raised with pain.
The life they gave me was always filled with vain…
Forgive me my dear, for me wanting to disappear,
everything is going downhill, I can't handle the despair.
This life is too much for me.
But please trust me my dear, I'm now free from despair
Please excuse the blood my dear.
and raised with pain.
The life they gave me was always filled with vain…
Forgive me my dear, for me wanting to disappear,
everything is going downhill, I can't handle the despair.
This life is too much for me.
But please trust me my dear, I'm now free from despair
Please excuse the blood my dear.
#dark
#death
#depression
#despair
#suicide
76 reads
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Gorotika
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 00:45am
23rd Jan 2025 00:45am
Farewell
I was born through misery,
and raised with pain.
The life they gave me was always filled with vain…
Forgive me my dear, for me wanting to disappear,
everything is going downhill, I can't handle the despair.
This life is too much for me.
But please trust me my dear, I'm now free from despair
Please excuse the blood my dear.
and raised with pain.
The life they gave me was always filled with vain…
Forgive me my dear, for me wanting to disappear,
everything is going downhill, I can't handle the despair.
This life is too much for me.
But please trust me my dear, I'm now free from despair
Please excuse the blood my dear.
#dark
#death
#depression
#despair
#suicide
76 reads
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Gorotika
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 00:45am
23rd Jan 2025 00:45am
Farewell
I was born through misery,
and raised with pain.
The life they gave me was always filled with vain…
Forgive me my dear, for me wanting to disappear,
everything is going downhill, I can't handle the despair.
This life is too much for me.
But please trust me my dear, I'm now free from despair
Please excuse the blood my dear.
and raised with pain.
The life they gave me was always filled with vain…
Forgive me my dear, for me wanting to disappear,
everything is going downhill, I can't handle the despair.
This life is too much for me.
But please trust me my dear, I'm now free from despair
Please excuse the blood my dear.
#dark
#death
#depression
#despair
#suicide
76 reads
0 Comments
Gorotika
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 00:45am
23rd Jan 2025 00:45am
Farewell
I was born through misery,
and raised with pain.
The life they gave me was always filled with vain…
Forgive me my dear, for me wanting to disappear,
everything is going downhill, I can't handle the despair.
This life is too much for me.
But please trust me my dear, I'm now free from despair
Please excuse the blood my dear.
and raised with pain.
The life they gave me was always filled with vain…
Forgive me my dear, for me wanting to disappear,
everything is going downhill, I can't handle the despair.
This life is too much for me.
But please trust me my dear, I'm now free from despair
Please excuse the blood my dear.
#dark
#death
#depression
#despair
#suicide
76 reads
0 Comments
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