The Unknown Poem by brandon kosiarski

I am only 18 and lived threw things like one who has been here for 30 years. The cries, blood, pain and so many tears. I have to live life with nothing but fear. Fear of growing distant to the ones I hold near. I have lost so many things in life its not even funny. My days are now dark even when it’s sunny. The point in life is something I can’t see. Maybe this world was just not meant for me. Then I think about how far I made it. So maybe I should stop throwing a fit. I should be happy day in and day out. Now there is no reason to shout. I go threw bad times almost every day and there is so much I want to say. Now I cant for I am alone. People treat me like I was never known. It hurts to watch my world crash. Now that everything I had is in the past. I’m going to make it threw it all. I don’t care if my world is starting to fall. I know that I am always going to be alone. I am now the unknown.