Death's Embrace [rev.] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

There is so much I don't know and can't
do & learning it is boring, I would rather
gouge out my own eyes & then run my
head into a wall - leave reality to go to
an astral dimension with new horrors

Reading emotionless, boring lines with-
out relief; scrying endless paragraphs
without intense passion and feeling is
being buried alive, I look at legal lines
as they should have been, realise that

Reading cardboard sentences & feeling
inferior is all that's left in my future so I
pray for an immediate death - long as
my family's financially secure the rest
does not matter at all while being in

Death's endless embrace…