Beat

by retrodisco666

Published November 12, 2010

In poem

What's the point.
Not to what I did, to anything.
What is the point.

beat

I have been thinking.
Is this real?
Or do I really exist.
I am not sure.
Still, what's the point

Beat
Beat


The stars, do they look back?
What's the point in this, or that.
Or anything.
I don't see the point.
In breathing

Beat
Beat
Beat


Just kill me.
I don't care.
The beating of my heart
what's the point? Really?

Help

Beat
Beat
Beat
Beat


I will be dead soon.
I would do it myself btu,
what's the point.

Beat

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retrodisco666
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retrodisco666 commented Comment · Nov 13, 2010

Thank you for your comments

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Wondergirl59
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Wondergirl59 commented Comment · Nov 13, 2010

I thought it was nice. Well, not really considering self-destruction and depression came up once or twice. But in the sense of how well the writing is, I'd say I liked it. You showed your points on living and death, and I think it came out good.

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silented1
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silented1 commented Comment · Nov 12, 2010

The use of the "beat" can be cleverly played with. I like the stars example. This seems more like a practice poem, so I am not going to review it. But you have a nice tool, the beats, that I would like to see played with again. Good luck.



Life is the art of drawing sufficient conclusions from insufficient premises.
— Samuel Butler