Poem – Cheer Up, Charlie Bucket :


Got myself a moleskin pad
To write down all the thoughts I had.
I scrawled day and night
Whilst you bawled and bellowed
I’m not sure you even knew I existed anymore,
Especially that night things turned.
Now it is silent and calm in my hollow home.
I feel like a soulless sneaker
Tossed upon the telephone cable we call life.
Millions of people’s love buzzing through me
Whilst I hang,
Cold, alone and rotting
In the chilling wind of nothingness.
“Cheer up!” they say,
I smirk and imagine their destruction.
But I’m too weak to fight
Too sad to stand up to them.
I’ll see you in my dreams
And never ever want to wake up.


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