Sorry my poems are usually dark in some way but heres another one...

Are my priorities screwed up or is it my brain
I can't help I get caught up in all of this pain
The world so much is a place of disaster
My emotions it seems I cannot master
From rage and hatred to love and desires
But from it all Ive become so damn tired
Dreams of peace and love still only flashes
But reality comes and then it all crashes
Ups and downs, mostly downs remembered
So much been lost just left with cinders
What meaning what hopes what lies ahead
One things for certain we’ll all end up dead
Wont do it myself but when it does come
Ill finally be free from this a feeling so numb
One day maybe soon I won't feel so betrayed
And maybe then my life won't be so grey.