Can I talk to you?
Please listen to me if you do.
I feel sad about everything, you know?
I keep on crying every night.
Everything feels so heavy though.
Is everything gonna be alright?
Alone in this box of desolation,
My soul suffocates with sorrow.
Certain in the devastation
Of my far-fetched tomorrow.
Am I foolish to destroy myself
Or am I a destroyer, myself?
I just wasted everything
I had and now I got nothing.
I got nothing left anymore
And my life's gonna end soon.
I should have stopped it before
But now, I'll never see again the moon.
YOU ARE READING
Notapoem
PoetryA book that contains my old and recent poems that shares different thoughts and emotions. The book was planned to contain one hundred pieces of written poetry to be considered as a successful work.
