There's only so far someone can be pushed,
By their inner demons, they're always ambushed.
It didn't take long for them to lose every friend,
Their funeral will be empty, who would want to attend?
Oh but I'm sure they'll be dearly 'missed',
Although people will soon forget they ever did exist.
Maybe they're an angel who just wanted to go home,
Or maybe they're a person who felt completely alone.
Why fix what you can avoid?
Why salvage what you've already destroyed?
Maybe they were selfish with their impulsive behaviour,
But they thought they were doing the world a favour.
Maybe they should've given things another try,
But it's too late now, they've already said goodbye.
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100 random rhyming poems
Poetry100 random rhyming poems is an ongoing book that I started writing as a teenager really struggling with their mental health, and have continued on with through to being an adult. The tones and themes of each poem varies massively, which reflects how...
