Thursday, June 15, 2023

"The Morning of Discontent" by Ted Axe

The Morning of Discontent
Ted Axe

Is death
so bad?
To be free?
Free at last?
When she went out,
She hated it
When others laughed.
Her complaints were cries,
Cries for help.
No one felt
What she felt.
Alone in her world
With her pain,
She thought of a way
To an eventual end!
Her body laughed,
At her in her rage.
''I give up'' she said
''I don't want to ever
Wake up again''

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