I do think
I am not
Of this world
I cannot
Damn conform
To screwy restrictions
I try try try
And die die die
What the hell
Why not die?
'cause I now live
Wanna so live
Yet, death's not far
You're very welcome, Timber. And thank you for reading this one; I had almost forgotten it!
This piece makes me think of all the internal frustrations many of us frequently feel in this world! It is a raw poem that really gives the reader the exact emotion which the writer is trying to express.
Love your positive constructive criticism, Timber! It validates for me the internal struggle that Jack Kerouac was experiencing throughout his life!
Every word in this poem is 100% relatable, it is hard to mask ourselves the way others want us to, in order to survive. The last line just hit home that mortality is its own isolation. God be with you Richard so that you my continue your tasks of providing us these gems.
You've left me speechless, Kevin! So many many THX to you for your very insightful commentary! And for your last line...that means the world to me!
Glad to see, dear Richard that things are better now. Your excellent poet-person deserves the best!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Richard, a poem that expresses deep 'angst' of life and death. Very beautifully penned.......Top score