Just when you had enough of life
You lie there waiting for some light
Someone to get you through the night
Someone to help you stand and fightJust when you realize you're good for nothing
You stand there stone-hard still believing
That you might just be good for something
That you might just be good at writingJust when you realize you can't even write
You still move your pen with passion and might
To prove yourself you can do something
To convince yourself not to stop hopingHappy new year everyone! Sorry to make you read this sad poem first thing in 2016.. but this was written on Dec 2015 . :) I was thinking about the times I got so emo I could write these stuffs. Frustrations of a poet...
So, happy new year again and God bless everyone!
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Love, Pain & Poetry [✓]
PoetryI think of you. I think of you in the very depths of my mind. Like Lava you flowed through, Burning my brain cells to dysfunction. A collection of original poems and prose about Love, Pain, and Poetry.