The Evil of the World

There is no truth to this world

Just as there is no truth of friends

What’s the point of life when everyone s***s on you?

 

The truth of the world is so ugly

That no one wants to admit it

Even when it comes to themselves

 

The world is nothing but a black hole

Always taking never giving

As a result no friend is truly good

 

They always take and never give

To hell if they give two s***s about what you think

Might as well get used to being left out

 

Cause unless you have something to offer

You’re useless to them to the end of time

Forget the good times, they’re in the past

 

Sucked into that vortex

Where all the world’s greed goes

Never to be returned.

Reviews

[Brian Kraklau]

you need to come out of the darkness and back into the light, babe, your writing is being affected, good none the less.

[Blake Q Hatfield]

I agree with Texas that this poem is full of emotion, right as it's being expressed, just slapped onto the page. Sometimes expression from that raw emotion gives a powerful write, which this is. I always like to keep a spot of hope in my heart that things will turn for the better. I hope you find something to help you feel the same. Thanks for sharing.

[SpokenWord]

Poetry is always good to cleanse the soul. Allows us to vent and express good and bad feelings. The world is not the best that it could be but it does have some that are good. Some that shine through the rest of the crap. It is just chosing to meet them and a choice of making a different kind of friend. Yet I love your expressions here, they are true and very deep.

[Texas]

Try "...always taking and never giving". Another poem from the heart that's feels of hurt anger. True, but it will get better eventually. Best wishes.