Sadness

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I'm sad at what I've become.
Of the mistakes I've made in the past.
I know they don't define me but I can't help but feel anguished and despondent.
I know if we dwell in the past, we won't be able to move forward in the present.
But how can I, when I know I'm the root cause of my own problems.
I don't want to move forward until I can change.
But how does one change, when he doesn't even know where to begin?
I'm chaotic and caught up in an endless cycle of confusion.
Giving up seems the best option and I choose it above the rest.
I'm done trying no matter how bad it sounds.
My heart is lost and my mind is nowhere to be found.

  Author's note
Sucks feeling like this but it is easier to write it down then talk outloud. Anyway, keep trying even though I've given up. Life is different for everyone.

Love,
Angellovexoxoxo

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