The big city guy who hanged himself (epitaph)

I know others have

had it tougher than I

but, life is

too hard for me

in this big city

lost in a multitude

of men and machines

we were born

into

this not of

our own choice

nor will…

you see, I’m

the sensitive one

and no one understands

that but me

and you

you know I have

never been happy here

I feel so abandoned,

alone,

unloved

and

forsaken

I feel so lost

and alienated

amongst

my neighbors

so close we are

elbow to elbow

yet

I don’t even know

them

never even said

hello…

why did you

make me be

born into

this world?

I’ve lost

the last ounce of happiness

I ever had

just struggling

to survive

and keep my head above

water from

drowning in a pool

of faceless people…

that’s why

I should be one of

your sweetest most darling

of angels

I would be your best

most obedient

angel…

my lord,

give me my wings

as I dangle

helplessly

swinging

to and fro

like a pendulum

so my spirit escapes

this noose

around my

dying neck

from this

indifferent

uncaring

world,

for

you

are

the

only

one

who

hath

never

judged

me.

Advertisements

3 Replies to “The big city guy who hanged himself (epitaph)”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s