Helpless Poem by James Bloom

Standing tall from my fall,
realising I've lost it all.
Walking forward with sore feet,
Not feeling very upbeat.

The wind is blowing and I'm not moving,
I'm moving backwards as it's proving.
The storm is covering overhead,
I'm drowned by wishing I was dead,

The faces have turned away,
Never had chance to have my say,
The Mouths are more silent,
forgotten from everything I lent.

I'm caught in between the good and the bad,
It seems like my life is about to be sad.
My head is lost and doesn't have a clue,
I'm completely helpless and don't know what I'm gonna do.

Created: 17th August 2019 11AM