The sensation on my pillow,

Reality is a hard pill to swallow,

Hard drink to drown my sorrows.

Of knowing, there is no prospect of

A better tomorrow.

A hard-luck case,

Destiny seems to hate

Not wanting anything nice

For any price,

Always forced,

To make a choice,

No way out,

Always shut in,

Made to beg,

Brought down to the knees,

Like a broken act,

While others lord over

Adding to our sorrows.

And nothing for the morrow.

Trying not to feel sorry,

Pinning for self,

A glorious time,

Accorded to all apparently,

For all those who live here,

Somehow, not for me.

I seem to have forgotten.

Let loose on the clouds.

Not knowing what to do,

Anger and hatred are building.

 

The constant sibling quarrels.

It is hard to imagine,

But it is true.

So, life will end,

Not start at all.

For me, nothing explains.

Why there is disdain,

AT what and who we are,

The joy lost,

The lifelong cost,

Just pain,

Just suffering,

No hope,

No choice,

So, we dream,

We hide,

We deny,

So that it is liveable,

Something more probable,

Rather than to believe.

That all is well

And everyone is swell.

The sensation on my pillow,

Reality is a hard pill to swallow,

Hard drink to drown my sorrows.

Of knowing, there is no prospect of

A better tomorrow.

A hard luck case,

Destiny seems to hate

Not wanting anything nice

For any price,

Always forced,

To make a choice,

No way out,

Always shut in,

Made to beg,

Brought down to the knees,

Like a broken act,

While others lord over

Adding to our sorrows.

And nothing for the morrow.

Trying not to feel sorry,

Pinning for self,

A glorious time,

Accorded to all apparently,

For all those who live here,

Somehow, not for me.

I seem to have forgotten.

Let loose on the clouds.

Not knowing what to do,

Anger and hatred are building.

 

The constant sibling quarrels.

It is hard to imagine,

But it is true.

So, life will end,

Not start at all.

For me, nothing explains.

Why there is disdain,

AT what and who we are,

The joy lost,

The lifelong cost,

Just pain,

Just suffering,

No hope,

No choice,

So, we dream,

We hide,

We deny,

So that it is liveable,

Something more probable,

Rather than to believe.

That all is well

And everyone is swell.