Happy When I'm Mad

[~Absent*Equity*]

He awakens upon the ground,
not sure where life has taken him,
he stares into the sky,
not sure what awakened him,
he's not sure about this life,
as he stares at the sun,
his eyes begin to burn,
they fill up with blood,
as he gasp's for air,
he closes his eyes,
re-opens them and finds himself inside,
inside a casket into the ground,
or was he only asleep,
finding himself to deep down,
was this blood himself dying,
this horrible pain,
or really only his eyes full of hate,
this man felt himself barried,
is life really worth living,
if filled with so much hate?
- .Aaron Reed.

[Dandylion]

I really enjoyed this and found the darknes to be very descriptive. Thanks:)~Dandy

[TearyEied]

hey-
good job, very visual. one of my worst frears is being burried alive...*shudders*. good job
Teary

[pagankeith]

dang i loved it. i wish i could write like that, i dont know why but i feel that same way teary i have a fear of being buired alive. it would seem scary *shudder* then again there are things that are way worse.

-keith

[Territorial Hawk]

is life really worth living,
if filled with so much hate?


A valid question. A very good poem.