All Alone Poem by Nate Jones

All Alone



all alone in this world
hoping for no tomorrow
i'm only going to be hurled
thriving on my sorrow
nothing or nobody to live for
days repeat thereselves
i am not rich but poor
when it comes to myself
and my happiness
days go by
i settle for less
i feel hope die
everyday i wonder why
can not feel
can not heal
all this f*cking strive
this was my life

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