As I began the long walk home,

I thought of better times and things

I did not want to think about,

Including lonely song lyrics,

The social burdens that never went away,

And the class starting in an hour

Which I wanted to be absent from,

But couldn’t.

 

I contemplated the point of life,

It was something I already knew,

But thought about anyway.

 

After seeing a newspaper article

Hinting at a death being a suicide,

I pondered that too.

I considered if there was any worth to life at all

Or if it was “one big cosmic joke”.

 

As my journey reached an end,

I opened the dreaded door of my destination,

And said,

“Life sucks.”