Hard to Survive.

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》In the dark and the cold.
I'm reminiscing the stories of old.

Happy, sad, anger, grievance, I've felt all the emotion.
Then why only the tears are blurring my vision.

Sometimes it was easy, and then it was hard.
I wasn't an angel so I too played a victim card.

I tried, I tried and then I cried.
Sometimes I gave up when I couldn't fight.

People I loved are long gone.
So how come my heartbeat is still on?

Am I hoping for someone to come and find me?
But it's just the darkness that blinds me.

I feel loneliness and Emptiness.
Everything here is now a mess.

What is hope? What is desire.
I now, just feel a lot tierd.

To prove myself I climbed up, just to fall.
Now I feel like I'm a broken doll.

They laughed, they pitied and they consoled me.
But behind my mask nobody could see.

Telling myself "everything will be ok" I stayed.
By hiding pain with 'smile' I felt betrayed.

Echo of my screams is all I can hear.
Now to me nothing is clear.

Shadow was the only friend I had left.
I wondered if that was for the best?!

I got something or sometimes I regret.
Even if I were to given a chance, nothing would change I bet.

Now it's getting hard to keep my eyes open.
"Goodbye" will be the last words of my pen.

I can see lone Star shining in the night.
Dimming and wavering it's light.

Maybe it's time for my breathing to stop.
So I'm shredding my tears last drop.

Goodbye to the world where I lived when I was alive.
I gave up now because it was getting hard to survive.

~HGK_writes.

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