The Forgotten Poem by Joshua Johnson

Whats done is done
I'm done
The world is no fun
I only love hate
I only hate love
Both give no point
Im at my breaking point
Sorrow pity useless
I pray but nothing happens
Dying sweet dreams
An apiphany of thoughts
A gaggle of meaningless words
Death fall silently to me
Not really but metaphorically
Are you right moraly?
That question was asked rertoricaly
Nursery rhymes and deathly tunes
They all sound the same
Life is but a black circle
And no one will remember my name