dmarx's Journal: Poetry

Sometimes, I write poetry (yes, you can all stop laughing now). Here is a poem I just wrote.

Thantos
Outside the sun shines brightly
But in my soul, the rain is pouring
Awful day
Awful life
Loneliness bites at my soul
One thousand enemies conspire against me
My life is in a downward spirle
No one knows; No one cares.
I go to the kitchen and decide to have some cheese and crackers.
I stare at the knife, nice and sharp
Shall I sheeth it in my stomach?

Well, what do you think? Feel free to leave comments! (No, I am not contemplating suicide.)