Why is life so hard?
You get given a savior who eventually fades,
leaving you stranded.
Stranded like that baby turtle who couldn't make it to the water.
With each day my savior becomes less visible,
my only reminder is the pain left and the scars I see.
The scars that litter my arms like tracks indented in the hills that seem to keep rolling.
Knowing the only way to stop these tracks from growing is the one thing that continues to fade,
my savior.
Knowing that my once invincible savior faded away, turning to dust and ash,
leaving an empty shell behind.
Knowing that my life will never be the same,
wondering how I'll keep going.
wondering if I should keep going...
Cause am I really going when my savior is gone.
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My Only Escape
PoesiaThis is a collection of depressing poems. I hope you like it :) Im brand new on here so be sure to review and give me feed back. Depressing Poems for your depressing souls. !!Trigger Warning!! #
