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Another useless poem to create with no one to read,

Blurting out the stories and words I should forbid.

Another evening in the dark depressed,

Some things just cannot be suppressed.

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Questions in my mind haunts me every single day,

All my hopes and dreams are starting to decay.

Everytime I stand up people would knock me down,

Now it's typical for them to see me frown.

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My dramas do not mean a single thing,

People think it is nothing but it really stings.

I am getting more scared of the future,

Because I have nothing more to nurture.

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I kept hoping even when things are hopeless,

I need someone to care because everyone is careless.

Some people still won't get what I'm going through,

Because they don't think my stories are true.

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I am a nobody and people get mad everytime I'm sad,

Because they are tired of my never ending dramas.

Maybe I'm better off alone and consider painting these broken canvas,

Fill it with something joyful rather than with colors that can make people mad.

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I ran out of words again to say,

Isolating myself again because I'm not okay.

Going to sleep with this anxiety all over,

I just hope my happiness is getting closer.

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