At night I lay here thinking
about the shit I've done
And wondering that if to you I was the only one
My mind has surly wandered
And now goes to the past
Then stops at the point when I thought it wouldn't last
A person so full of hopelessness is what I have become
But to myself I sometimes think
what the future might have to come
Will I have a family?
Will I have a life?
Will I have happiness?
Or will there just be strife?
My life is full of pain
It's all I've ever known
My happiness went as far
As I could throw a stone
As the night turns to morning
My thoughts start to rot
And I begin to think about the things
That I definitely know I'm not
But I'll save that for another time
When my thoughts go dark at night
For now I see the sun to rise
And show off morning light
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De TodoInformation or random short stories whenever the thought strikes. Mostly falsified short stories.