Asking me to stay
is selfish, but
We're all
a bit selfish.
Running away
from problems
like shellfish.
I admit,
I'm no different.
But hell on Earth,
Was not the reason
For my birth.
And to face it all alone,
never feeling 'at home',
isn't worth it
to me.
Begging me to
live amongst
the living.
As if I dont dwell,
with the dead,
and the one with
the cut off head.
The very
bane of my
existence.
The inflicters
of my pain,
The only
ones who
stand to gain.
Humanity,
is insane.
Take me to
Dunsinane,
I'll take my last
stand with the pain.
I die there,
With Macbeth,
Taking one last breath.
Goodbye.
YOU ARE READING
recollection.
PoetryPoems written by yours truly. From points of view that aren't always my own. They're all written by me, just written about different perspectives. Please dont claim these as your own... Trigger warning: One or more of these poems contain mature co...
