Dolor

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Life has gotten rough as we age unlike ever before,

We were once a kid with a dream expecting it to be more.

Went to school aiming to learn and to spread out curiosity,

Realizing to fail for the environment was filled with atrocity.

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To be alone and with no one to talk to was one of my burden,

It's still much of a game I have to jump from a bunch of hurdles.

Being bullied had gotten me sensitive in all the things that I do,

My life is still on a healing process from the world that's cruel.

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Worried still for the future to tell the tales of my untold,

Surrounded by the lurking evil with no one to ever hold.

An angel came in the light in which made the demons left,

A whisper of care and love but I succumb to misery for I was deaf.

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I pick up my sword to fight these endless battles from my mind,

Always in defeat for there is no solution that I could ever find.

The irony itself exists in the life of mine and I could tell,

I saved everyone else yet I am still stuck living in hell.

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I give all that I have to many people yet receive nothing in return,

An obvious lesson in which I know but I still failed to learn.

I am not much of an important to be worried about,

No wonder why I wander around and see myself full of doubts.

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