People look at me daily, but they don't see the missing pieces within me. They don't perceive the sadnesses that lurks up me, nor take note of how helpless I've become.
Define; thy self.
Most the time I lay in bed
I let my favorite songs play rhythms to my ears.
Having flashbacks to the nights before.
When we were young, in our own world.
When father was here, and mother was happy.
Now, father is gone.
But so Is mother.
Sister left.
Now she's lost elsewhere.
But I stayed.
Searching for love that was never there.
Sadness surrounds the air.
Trying to live life happy.
Suffocating me each time I breathe.
Slowly yet painfully.
My world tumbles down.
Seeing the walls I built, being crashed down.
Only by the sadness that surrounds us.
Can't live life no more.
Day by day brings more pain.
More sleepless nights.
More tears.
Most of all, more sadness in the air.
Each time I stand.
I fail.
Seems to me as if it's time to give up.
But it'll only be a thought.
Never an action.
Not yet.
Hopeless
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