Lonely and hurt,
Broken scattered I remain
Residing in hell,
living in pain...
Masked by painful lies,
I try hard to slowly fade away...
The nightmare I live with,
each and every day
The meaning of it all,
to which my mind attends,
Has not even one answer
that I can fully comprehend...
The bottom of my soul
holds the answers which I call,
I keep reaching towards it
but it’s a never-ending fall...
'Stay strong and keep going, they say
it's never too late'...
No one seems to realize
that it's not worth the wait
I know There's no such thing
as help outside of your mind,
It's you pitted against yourself,
with your demons merrily greedily intertwined
It's a pitched bloody battle, hard fought,
but never to be won...
Either way you end up losing
when it's all said and done
'Too late' came stayed and breezily passed...
and me? , nothing more
I wrote my own ending,
and I shut my own door...
'Live your life to its fullest'
that's what they all said,
But what's the f$&*%$g point in trying
when you're already dead?
Many times one does not really comprehend, that smiles often mask a face twisted with pain.. None other than we can help our own selves.. As long as there is life.. there is hope.... indeed.. the night is darkest just before bursting into daylight..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
amen! well said. I have to have 20 characters however...and all I wanted to say was AMEN...I'm feeling this one