Monday, February 24, 2014

The Pessimist

My days I find so dark so drear
it seems the end it must be here
there's always trouble round the bend
and never a cure or way to mend
my time has come this is my fate
there was no way to satiate
this vast depression
I see
to be my life

Life so unkind it's never fair
as if I'm trapped within the lair
of a great cougar feeding cubs
or stuck within the thorny shrubs
the pricks the teeth piercing flesh
why can I not start life afresh
I'm so lost
I fear
I'll never find my way

Why me
What have I done
That I should live
A life void of fun
Teach me to see
A life with joy
Show me the fun
I knew as a boy
Help me to view
With positive eyes
A world filled with happiness
Life's only true prize

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