A poem by yours truly

In the past I've written a poem or two. Some not half bad (some probably all bad). I've only just found some of these and looking back it's all a bit depressing. But, that was the goal all along I guess. To force out an experience or feeling into the open and let others feel just a portion of what you do. So, without further ado (and baring in mind that I in no way feel like this anymore, yep, no suicide watch for me) here's a nice little piece entitled:

"Internal Torment"

Inspirations a funny thing
It seems to come and go
I haven’t wrote a thing for years
Until this time of woe

Boredom, rage and other things
Inspire me to type
To pluck things from my aching head
In order to gain respite

I think it works
I know it will
It’s got to hasn’t it?
If not then I shall sacrifice
Myself into the pit

Some peace
Some rest
Some time for breath
A chance to get away
From this tortured plain of existence
From a life that’s torn and frayed

Can peace come so easily
To one as damned as I
A mere few words upon the screen
Without having to leave and die?

And so I bid farewell for good
To those that seem to care
And a curse on those that caused this corpse
And made this life unfair.