Contemplations Of The Mind Poem by Kurt Barekman

So i went about thinking
What is the pointing of the world and its soul drinking
Always easy on the other side
Greener grass always with the time we bide
So how do we jump to the greener side?
Why it is as simple as suicide
warped thoughts control thee now
Brain waves come forward and take a bow
sitting in a bathtub bleeding deep
then you seem to get a peep
the light you say
but you the idiot are about to pay
you see all whom you have cared
sitting by you pair by pair
crying weeping yes in pain
emotions gone full of pain