She roams the desolate streets
skeptical of how she actually got there.
Her mind is isolated
the solitude that surrounds her is louder than her growing insanity.
Her very being is tattered and torn
curious as to wether or not it can be re-built.
She notices a faint light at the end of the street
still has a glimmer of hope.
If you look closely
the sparkle in her lonely uncertain eyes didn't completely dissipate.
Thoughts of suicide & hopelessness consumed her soul
day after miserable day, things kept getting more painful.
But she's tired of living in the dark
especially when there's no one there to comfort her in it.
& so it begins
the long tedious road to happiness.
Author notes
Right now. I'm kind of in the process of sorting out what little hope I have left. Trying to learn things I never thought I could. I fucked up. & I'm dealing with the consequences. This was supposed to be the best year of highschool .. but it's not. As you can tell from this poem and past poems. All I really want is reassurance that I'm not hated, that I'm loved, that I'm wanted, that there are people out there who still care about me. I don't know. It's so fucking frustrating.
Anyways.
<33
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Wether is spelled wrong it's whether...but anyways...I like the way you ended the poem and the way you wrote about sadness. Many people these days do tend to feel like this poem says....and i think you did a wonderful job.
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This was a very good piece that you have written here. It was amazing. I enjoyed reading this. Thanks for entering and best of lucki to you in the contest.
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awesome poemm <33 i loveee it and dont worryy you'l always find hope.. in a way.. :]
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Her mind is isolated
the solitude that surrounds her is louder than her growing insanity.
Her very being is tattered and torn
curious as to whether or not it can be re-built.
She notices a faint light at the end of the street
still has a glimmer of hope.
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& so it begins
the long tedious road to happiness.
- My favorite parts.
Love it. Definitely.
Very relateable.
Stellar write.
Keep 'em comingg. ;D
~Kaity. ♥
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Thank you <3
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