The sun is up,
And the stars have burned out,
My mind is wasted
And laziness keeps running around and about.
I'm bored,
I'm the pessimist in me,
I'm insane,
I've realised my life is a waste,
I'm God,
So I'm just going to let everything be.
YOU ARE READING
For I Was God.
PoetryPoems that put emotions to words, painting a vivid and disturbing picture of the human psyche down the path to insanity. At times terrifying, at times profound, and at times brilliant.
