Disastrous Poem by Sheldon Carruthers

Disastrous



Life is a prison
Life is hell
Life is full of problems
It makes me want to yell
Life is not fun
I feel like blowing my head off with a big old gun
My dreams are crushed I'm ageing fast
Any hopes I've got will not last
God does not exist
Only feelings of loneliness persist
A higher power I wish there was
But only because I'm disastrous

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Are we are alone in the universe or is God just an absent father
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