A thousand wishes on my mind
Most of which I'll never find
Screams and squeaks say pain and death
Gasps, sighs, out of breath.
My conscience knows what I am
But that doesn't mean who I am
My life so far hasn't been great
They say it gets better if I wait.
I am not sure though if that is true
But of course it doesn't bother you
You who covertly rules the world
You are my pain all unfurled.
Because of you, I am lonely,
Because of you, I am sad.
Because of you, I have only
A penny and am going mad.
YOU ARE READING
The Lost
PoetryThis is for those with the swollen, tired eyes. This is for those who wake up every morning and cries. This is for those who are abused at home. This is for those who feel isolated and alone. This is for those who have attempted/have committed suici...
