Scott McQueen Poems

Could it be so? Is my end this near?
Is that the carriage of Death I hear?
No, it can't be. I've wasted no time.
I did not play or have a good time
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I dreamed a dream about a girl
Whose golden hair was sent a'whirl
By walking through a light fall wind
A sight I hoped to see again
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My eyes are set in fury made by raging flame
Every god will tremble at the mention of my name
Time itself will fissure at the ripples of my veins
The planes of all creation will be shattered by my pain
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I fell in love one day
The day I broke my heart
By her beauty, my eyes drew up
But my hope fell from the start
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Logic cannot save me
Only hysteria gives me hope
For my descent into depression
Ration has no rope
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Madness is a flame
By the sparks in life
This being the case
I'm an inferno in our strife
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Fathom my depression
Understand my pain
The god that I once worshipped
Has only scorn unto his name
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For what reason do I bother?
For what reason do I write?
Paper has no feelings
It cares not for my plight
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When the world around you crumbles
As tears roll down your face
Just remember this
You will always have a place
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Have you called upon the reaper
As you cried from all the pain?
Have you forced a broken smile
Whenever you've heard your name?
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