Oh and how she cried,
Yet no one listened,
The time is up stand up to them all,
She begins to mumble to herself...
°•°•°•
Take any sense of hope by the hand
And loop it around,
And then take it up
And put yourself in the middle
Like how your emotions surround you,
Hang that sense of hope in a place unattainable,
And take a weak step
And place it under you,
And standing on the step,
You are looking down on those who hurt you.
Take your hope hanging in front of you,
And place it around your neck,
And jump towards it,
And kick the step away,
And remember it's best not to fight it,
Cause fighting never worked.
°•°•°•
... Hanging there like a decoration,
Any sense of life soon leaves her,
Hours later she is found.
And finally they are forced to listen.
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Depressing poetry for lost souls
PoetryThis is a collection of my own original poems, most are depressing or dark. Most have hidden meaning. Hope you like if not, then who cares, this is how a depressed person vents.
