No Decent Human Being

By Queazenart

Blackened heart under lacerated skin
Beaten down husk worked to the very end
If my downfall were a story
I wouldn't know where to begin
I've lost count of the events
That had happened there within.

Broken glass
Women past
Lucky accidents

I can't survive
Another night
I've lost my will to live

She spoke to me
But couldn't see
The fact that I was bleeding

The words I form
Behind my teeth:
"I'm no decent human being".

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Published on Tuesday, March 8, 2016. Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"

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Comments on "No Decent Human Being"

A former member wrote: lovely, you must let go of the concept of a decent human being though, humans are naturally selfish and illusioned
On Monday, September 19, 2016, nightshade (120) wrote:

This has a rather nice flow and solid imagery. I wonder though other than certain holier than thou people who would really consider themselves a decent being.
A former member wrote: Very well written poem. One of the best I've read on this site.
On Saturday, August 13, 2016, Queazenart (212) wrote:

Thank you! That is quite a bold compliment.
A former member wrote: Very smooth poem, the meloncholy feeling is felt heavily here, very well written-Mrk
On Tuesday, April 5, 2016, Lunar Angel (7) wrote:

The fact that this reminds so much of, well, ME is simply amazing. This is a beautiful piece, keep writing my friend.
On Tuesday, April 5, 2016, soul_versing (882) wrote:

Worthlessness to self... It's terrible, but manageable. Worthlessness to another soul... Kill me now! ...I, once upon a time, struggles with the mixed emotions about my self-worth and it had a horrid outcome. Relatable piece. -Write on
On Wednesday, March 9, 2016, Noel Haiasi (36) wrote:

Wow. The flow in this piece is superb. The wording is well thought out and the whole premise of this write is something that I'm sure many can relate to. Write on.
On Wednesday, March 9, 2016, Queazenart (212) wrote:

Thanks! I'm glad it wasn't jarring.