A noose hangs swinging
Knives lay bloody
Depression is killing
As morals fall muddy
*Kleine probleme, sonderbar*
Teenaged suicide is high
THe highest it has been
I do not wish to die
Unless I can be see
*Das ist wonderbar*
Men like my father do
Not aid us in our fight
Our life is slaughter too
And God was never right
*Würfel in der Eifersucht*
If we aren't addicted
To smoking, booze or weed
We are being evicted
For the money that we need
*Meine familie ist sehnsucht*
My cat is sleeping, though
Soon I'll fly from the nest
And we will go
To see lifes best
Spraying alcohol I am drunk
Intoxicated by feelings
I'm a renegade of funk
Bathing in poetic meanings
This poem is old school
I'm bringing back the past
*Mittwoch was ist das?*
My life will be rules
By murder and clubs
I gurantee I'm consumed
By rage and hard drugs
*Gemacht*
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Hey Hol,
I haven't talk to you in a while..
I don't understand the German things, but I'm sure they add spice to your poem!
in the 2nd stanza, 4th line, the 'see' should most likely be 'seen' Im guessing?
Nice, i really like the topic!
~WU
PS- I told some of my friends about my 'issue' thing

