it's hard sometimes to say exactly what I'm worth.
sometimes even harder dealing with the hurt.to feel like no one's there during all my pain.
i have nothing left to lose and nothing left to gain.i struggle through the days, with no one at my side,
to find some sort of worth, to save a little pride.but all my days are dark, stormy, cold and gray,
and emptiness keeps growing as i slowly fade away.i have no effort left to put into this life,
no helping hand behind me to pull me to the light.so once again i ask, before i leave this Earth,
tell me, if you care, exactly what i'm worth.-Joel
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morning musings
Poetry❝a beautiful girl with gorgeous eyes, but a hidden world of hurt and lies.❞ a collection of short poems and quotes. morning thoughts ✨ #11 in poetry [18/02/18]