No Way Of Life Poem by kyle potter

No way of life
This is a living death
No way of death
This is a dying love
There are no reasons
I don’t need to count
Just this one reason
I am already dead
Inside, soon to be out
Why go on?

There seems to be no way out
Why not take it all away?
I fear the worst is up and about
Yet I’m so down and lay still
My fears taunting me from out of reach
If I could only reach them…
I’d pull them down and drown them