The Cycle
The longing for love
has now passed ,
the numbness hasn't subsided
like I'd promised
myself .
Disappointment is an understatement .
I can't
convince myself to do
better ,
nothing seems
worth it .
When it ends ,
will I ask if my life
had been spent
accordingly ?
Is there hidden
potential
like people say ?
Why must my body
be worth
nothing
to girls ,
My mind
worth
everything
to the system ,
And my emotions
worth
a dime
to society .
Disappointment is an understatement .
I'm not getting
anywhere
like I'd
promised .
[em]
YOU ARE READING
Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
