No. 2

by Gretta   Feb 7, 2017


Time doesn't help
Love doesn't help
Prozac doesn't help
Shock doesn't help
Sympathy doesn't help
Money doesn't help

I'm sorry..
You want poetry?
I am no poet
And I don't want to be

This world is cruel
Just like all of you
You've been born evil
And you'll always be

I'm sorry to tell you
Nothing will help...

But yourself.

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  • 7 years ago

    by BlueJay

    The repetition in the first stanza annoyed me, but once I got down to the meat of this piece I really felt your pain. I got your story and your voice and all the angry sadness that is swelling from your words here.

    great job.

    • 5 years ago

      by Gretta

      Glad you understand it, thanks!

  • 7 years ago

    by BlueJay

    The repetition in the first stanza annoyed me, but once I got down to the meat of this piece I really felt your pain. I got your story and your voice and all the angry sadness that is swelling from your words here.

    great job.

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