GONE
Walking alone with no ones hand to hold. Trying to fit in trying to figure out which creature to mold. Yearning to be loved, but still left so hollow. Wanting to figure it out, and not follow.
Everyday another struggle another fear. Smiling on the outside but holding back another tear, and yet passes another year. Same questions same doubts trying all the different routes.
Why does this cruel empty world have to be so cold? Never knowing when to just fold. Trying to remember all the things my mother had told. Its the hardest thing to do when you were always left alone.
Wishing there was someone there to answer the phone. Memories are far and few in between, wondering why you can't look back.
Because it felt just as bad as a heart attack. Wishing my life were different in so many ways. Always thinking this is all just a phase that will be over soon someday.
But here I am still wondering is that day today? Thinking one day I will wake up and have the answers and be deamed of all this pain that I have kept inside for so long. Will one day it all be gone. .
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