Clama Deum
God I know you're here
so why am I having a bad day
I lost my grandfather
and my friend lost his mother today
its a sick game to let us just die
o' this decaying world you made
There's so much to do
and yet so much unsaid
like Jonah said to God
"I wish I were dead"
Dying would further drive my will to live
I throw my arms up and I surrender and give
my life is up for sale
and my room is the prison cell
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Clama Deum is a poem written by Patrick "Sabbathi" Carter on October 28th 2021. The poem is about the hopeless.
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