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Depressed
I feel unimpressed by the world.
I felt empty like a bag that was left on a table with nothing on it.
I feel regrets like a bunny who left an animal friend on the woods.
I feel guilty like a tiger that killed a kind and lovely deer.
Everything was magical but why does it seem so dull like the colour of Gray.
I can't help but wonder.

Was I not enough?
How stupid can I be?
Why did I even did those actions?

Stuck in a dark hole where I have to think for myself.
When I don't have anything left but myself.
When I just cry because of my guilt because of my regrets.
I question myself,what did you just do?!


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